The last night in Hellgate Valley. The ground was actually quite Frozen. But I had gotten a bus ticket out, nothing left but two bags to my name and money from scrapping the failing car. At the bus station I met an old vet, at a glance he just seemed like an old angry man. But I knew better stance like that comes from hurt. I managed to hit it off with the guy. I asked him to watch our bags, while I ran up to the store and got accouterments for us. 5:00 p.m. and already the back end of Twilight.On my way back from the gas station. On an alley Street that ran parallel, I heard a man yelling obscenities. Looking over I saw, a reflection, a shadow, walking the same direction and speed as I was, he had my build, but his hair was dark. And so I listened, who was this man cursing out? It seemed to be everybody, nobody, me, himself some imagined figure in his head, everything and nothing? The small road he was on curved into mine at an intersection, he passed in front of me, I did not fear him, my shadow...I understood him I felt the same way, that darkness is inside of me too, and in many ways it's right. I was so glad to be leaving Hellgate. I understood that man how cruel that place was, and the hardest part was that there was no one to hate. I saw my shadow, it is part of me, but it is not the whole. Returning to the bus station, I heard the old vets story, it was like mine but harsher and older, every door slammed in his face by policy... At the end of the night, the gates had opened and let us out, charity returned and we made our journey out together.
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