“I can’t die and everyone is dying! I should have die too I drunk the water…it didn’t kill me …I didn’t even get sick” His pulse quickened with his agitated excitement. Could it be that he felt survivor guilt? That was the only thing that it could be. He felt guilty that he was able to survive this time while many others had fallen victim to the disease that had been placed so cruelly into the water supply. And the disgust over himself, what he had become only added to the physically pain he already felt. He was trembling, a sure sign he wasn’t well which made him gently rub his hands together masking as a chill “I betrayed them by staying alive...I envy the dead.”