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Chapter 6
     
    The Horse
     
    The whole event
was a muddled mess, which now seemed to have no conclusion, and
Cameron believed he would never get the opportunity to get his
memory back, but he kept trying!
    In his army bed he examined everything about
him always looking for clues about anything, but found little, and
he kept realizing that the three soldiers had been close to him and
had put his bed in the middle of theirs, but he could not get them
to communicate on anything.
    The killer lion was strange now! Like a
mythical creature! After all the accounts of it there was nothing
about it that seemed normal! Even the first accounts had confused
it, as why were they claiming it was a killer lion? What was a
killer lion doing out there? If it had been part of a circus or zoo
it should have adapted to there, and why would they have a killer
lion? He had not heard anything of killer animals being used! Even
though some animal parks insisted in getting new active
animals.
    What got him was that they were the most
vulnerable as everyone else was indoors and protected! He was even
sure that it would go for their tent due to the noise and smell! He
even considered that they had deliberately put them there as bait
for the thing! They were soldiers and paid to be used in such
deadly scenarios!
    Other things bothered him! Was there a
treasure? And what was he doing in the pool of mud? He had thought
something would have arose to give a suggestion of what was going
on! Now it seemed he would never know!
    He recalled his arrival at the army camp and
when he got cleaned and washed in the toilet and had seen his face
in the mirror and had not recognized himself! Who the hell was he?
Was there a form of illness that affected certain parts of his
memory?
    He sat at the edge of his bed watching the
other three soldiers around him and their habits, and them
occasionally examine him, giving occasional whispers to each other,
sometimes staggered at his face, and other soldiers stared over for
long periods, contemplating things, and carrying out conversations
about their home life.
    He groaned in despair and recalled the piece
of paper he had found in his jacket pocket at the bottom of the
well and he searched deep into his pocket and found where he had
shoved it and played around with it against the lining and finally
removed it and examined the smudged lines and writing in the bright
light for the first time.
    He saw that they were not as smudged as he
had originally thought, but he could not make out what it was and
shoved it back into his pocket, and he tried to recall and realize
what it was.
    He listened to Simpson and Fogler having an
argument over racing horses, and which would win, and in the end
laughed at it and cracked a silent joke that they were unable to
hear, and they eventually asked him what horse he thought was
better, with them trying persuade him that their horse was better
than the other, and he eventually gave up listening in the end and
wondered what the hell would happen in the future.
    Hanks, the third soldier, who was normally
silent, sat beside him on his bed, and showed him horses being sold
on the internet on a device.
    “ What do you think then?”
    “ They’re alright! What are you thinking
of buying one?”
    “ Sure!”
    “ What for?”
    “ To race!”
    “ What! You race horses?”
    “ Yes!” he replied smiling. “I was a
jockey! I’m still thinking of racing in my spare time!”
    One of the other soldiers entered the tent
after leaving minutes earlier and he walked straight up to Cameron
and stared straight his face, and moaned, “Malone says he wants to
talk to you!”
    “ What of?”
    “ Just don’t know!”
    The soldier
left the tent after carrying out his order, and Cameron sat
wondering what it was about.
    “ Look at
this one! What a beauty! What do think, Dave?”
    “ Can you
make good money from a good horse?” he asked, considering if it was
an easy way to make money, and