I used to have horrible nightmares about D-Day, where we lost at the chateau because I messed up. All the dreams ended with all of us getting captured. Sam would be nowhere to be seen, and when I would ask what happened to him, they would all tell me that he got hurt when I wasn't looking and we had to leave him behind.
All because I wasn't paying attention to Sam.
Oh, the foreshadowing.
I should never have let him leave! Now I have no one to trust. No one to talk to. No one who will listen to me or understand me like he did, and it's all my fault.
The D-Day nightmares are replaced by ones of the day I found Sam's body at the lake. How cold he felt, how terrified he looked; it all comes back to haunt me.
Sam's ghost still comes around sometimes, but he doesn't stay long enough to let me talk to him about the nightmares. Not that he would be a voice of much reassurance, as most of his teeth were knocked out, and it's difficult for him to formulate sentences. He does try to write down what he wants to say, though.
The case is a mess. No new leads have popped up since Zimmermann, and nothing much is happening. The others are saying it's not worth it and that I should close the case, but they don't understand. Sam and all the other people who died need justice, even if it might take some time before I can bring them it.
I just need a few more months, Sammy. It'll all be okay.
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Humormostly jokey- as these chapters go on you can kinda guess my least favorite character (you can also recommend what characters/scenerios you want)
