Standing in the empty hall watching Whitney walk away from him, Clark was struck with a sudden vision;

Gunfire in the distance,
Mortars exploding,
Men screaming in pain.

Clark watches with mute terror.

Whitney struggling
through a swamp,
Urging his men on,
Disappearing in a plume
of smoke and fire.

Clark forces himself to look down,

Sightless blue eyes
Face full of horror
Loose, limp body

Jolting back to reality, Clark makes a decision in an instant. Running out of the building, Clark catches up to Whitney and wraps his arms around him.

"Whitney! Please stay," Clark pleads "for me!"