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unable to deal with the reality, but because I feared at any moment my mind would snap unless I got away from that horrible noise.
    But pressing my hands into my ears wasn’t enough. I could still hear the vicious fighting going on around me. I found myself starting to sing, loudly, with my eyes staring unblinking. I sung the first song that came to my head and tried to drown out the shaking anxieties in my chest, bloodletting each shudder of fear as the words rolled off my tongue.
    I moved my lips to the music in my head, one hand on the cold gun and another on the combat knife. I would focus on the words and nothing else.
    Then the pressure behind my eyes. I closed them hard and sung louder, feeling the pounding migraine start to gather itself for its orchestra of pain. It hit me with its full strength and soon my singing turned to screams.
    That morning I stumbled to my feet, only several seconds between the haze of sleep and the closing jaws of reality. In a robotic movement I walked to the door and opened it with a bloodstained hand.
    There was the body of a carracat, its stomach ripped open with pink and red innards strewn around, half-eaten and covered in dirt and snow. A skinny, chipped, mutated cat with a thick coat of brown fur, a black-scaled tail, and six legs.
    Beside it Deek was wagging his tail at my sudden emergence. The snow flattened all around the animal, I guess he had decided to sleep beside his kill.
    I mumbled him praise before sinking to my knees. I looked down and saw my arm. It had two lacerations starting at the elbow and ending several inches from my wrist. Deep gouges that split right through the yellow layer of fat, opening up my muscle like a filleted fish.
    I squeezed my eyes tight as my head gave an angry throb. I groaned and swore, hating where I was and hating that I didn’t know how much farther I could go.
    My name was Jade, that was all I knew. Where I had come from I didn’t know, and where I was going also a mystery to me, but as the days went by one thing came clear –
    – I was probably going to die in these mountains.
     
    I looked up at the sky though as soon as I did I felt a wave of vertigo, of dizziness that filled my head with cotton balls. So I didn’t look up, I stared forward watching the road stretch out in front of me, wrapping around the snow-dusted mountain as we slowly found our way to level ground.
    With my last remaining strength I had done the unthinkable, something so clever, so intelligent it probably had saved my life.
    I had made it half a mile, a full day after the carracat had attacked me until I had found it... well, there were a lot of them, but it was a half mile until I found a trunk hood I could pull off. Then I had taken the sheet of metal and had looped a piece of rope around the key hole. I tied the rope to the dog’s harness jacket and there it was...
    I had made myself a dog sled.
    See... I could be a mountain man if I tried hard enough.
    Though in all respects it was the fact that the dog was pulling me that was saving my life right now. My energy was gone and my will to carry on was quickly leaving me too. Not only had the carracat destroyed my arm and freshly bruised my body, my headaches were becoming uncontrollable.
    I coughed and watched a spray of spittle fly out of my mouth and onto the frozen ground. The rain we had had a couple days ago had frozen under the cold, and though it made the sled skate effortlessly along the ice, it had also fucked my lungs even worse.
    All in all... Jade wasn’t doing too hot.
    But to my credit the dog seemed to know where to go. Deek hadn’t minded at all being hooked up to my trunk hood sled. I don’t know if he had been trained to pull things or what but he happily trotted along the highway. The deacon dog seemingly in his element, he even walked like he had somewhere to be.
    When he eventually stopped after darkness took the two of us again, I unhooked him from his sled and let him be free. I didn’t