"I'm sorry, but he was dead; for Allah knows how long before you brought him here. Yes, while he's alive, he's most likely brain dead." I heard a voice that sounded desperate in accented Arabic, which I somehow understood. After a few seconds, there was a reply. "Well, if he doesn't wake up, then there is no use left for you." I heard the sound of a gun cocking and immediately opened my eyes, as it gave me a bit too much of a reminder of my time in the SAS. Wait, when was I in the Royal Army? I'm an American.
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I am Ironman
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