David opened his eyes, he was lying in a fairly sharp bush. David turned his head to find a woman sitting leaning against a large tree trunk covered in wounds that looked like cut marks, her left hand covered with blood coming from her upper arm.
"Catty?" asked David, turning the woman who was grinning in pain to turn.
"Oh, so are you awake?" asked Catty, continuing to press the wound on her left arm.
David got up and walked a little unsteadily because he hadn't fully recovered his consciousness towards Catty. David paused for a moment and fell to his knees, holding his head in both hands. The image of the moment he was out of control came back in his mind, really creepy visual.
The image of him raging like mad. David remembers back when he hijacked the helicopter, flew it to the maximum height that the helicopter could reach, and when he reached the maximum height limit, David shot all the helicopter steering gear to death.
