When they let him out of the room, a day later, he was
worse for the wear, but not broken. He
did smell bad and was in need of a good shower so he headed for the locker room
first. It didn’t surprise him to find
that both Jack and Bobby had headed for the locker room as well. All in all there were nine of them in the
showers stalls trying to rinse off the memories that this part of the training
had brought to the surface. Ward had to
wonder what had happened to the tenth man, but no one was talking. At any time he could have read the emotions
of anyone in this room, but he couldn’t, didn’t want to feel anyone else’s
emotions either. He found it wasn’t that
hard to block them out either. Maybe
that was one of the points of this exercise as well, to learn restraint.
Thirty minutes later they sat in silence at whatever
meal this was still fighting the demons they faced. Ward glanced at Bobby and saw that he was
recovering faster than either Jack or him.
The lines on his face just weren’t as deep, his face not as drawn. He was really curious as to what demons Bobby
had and even more curious about the demons that Jack hadn’t shared with
him. He chanced opening up his mind to
get their feelings but the raw emotions in the room nearly physically knocked
him over. Jack looked over at Ward immediately as if he knew what he had
done. He then looked at the door. They were right on time. Jack didn’t know how he knew they would show
up now, he just did.
“Head’s up,” Jack kept his voice low as if that would
help at all. Pat and Rowan were mind
readers, good mind readers. He had
worked with Rowan before and had been amazed.
They were also trainers assigned to this group. Jack had done his research before he had
gotten here, after all he did have the clearance to find out, “The people
coming in are here to take us out separately for debriefing from the box.” Both Bobby and Ward looked over at the door
only to encounter Pat and Rowan staring right at them. It was unnerving and they looked away.
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