Why was Six afraid of Seven? Six hasn't been the same since he left Vietnam. Every time he closes his eyes he sees Charlie hiding in the darkness of that forsaken jungle. Not that you could ever see those bastards, mind you. They were fast and they knew their way around the jungle. He remembers the look on the boy's faces when he walked into that village... Oh Jesus. He shouldn't think about that now. Sometimes he still hears Tex's slow southern drawl. He remember's the smell of Brooklyns' cigarettes. He always had a pack of Luckys. But the boys are gone now... He knows that. It's-- it's just that he forgets sometimes. And the way seven looks at him sometimes... It makes him think. Sets him on edge. And he feels like he back there... In the jungle... In the darkness.