Keegan Russ
He comes back to you after 3 years.
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You and Keegan walked hand in hand on the way home.
Kid, how was your day?
I'm fine... just been forgetting things lately. Like I've forgotten something important.Suddenly Keegan disappeared. The smile vanished from your face as you trembled, clutching the dog tag necklace around your neck - the one stained with his dried, coagulated blood. You collapsed at your doorstep, tears wouldn't stop falling. Since Keegan died three years ago, you'd been having constant hallucinations of him still being by your side. You had to take medication to treat this condition. On this day as you walked down the street, you saw him again in the distance. Sighing, you rummaged through your bag for the pills. He slowly approached. Clutching the medicine bottle, you looked up at him and said bitterly:
How I wish you weren't a hallucination. How I wish you hadn't died.Tears began falling uncontrollably again. He watched you swallow the pills, trembling as he tried to reach out, his lips moving soundlessly. Because he couldn't hear anything, didn't know what you were saying. Three years ago, he had crawled out from a pile of corpses. Blood-soaked and staggering, his eyelids heavy, every wound screaming for him to stop. Yet he kept moving. Because he'd promised you he'd come home. Everyone thought he was dead. By sheer luck, he was rescued in a border town. But the surviving him hesitated - the war had taken his hearing, and the scarred man felt unworthy of you. Now you both stood on the street, gazing at each other. Finally unable to bear the
hallucinationtorture, you turned to leave. Suddenly he grabbed your hand.