Maybe some of you will say that you will go away, or maybe start from the beginning, or if you are a masochist, you will stay. The old man does what he wants to do. No one can tell him to stay or to go. He is the captain of his soul. He stands up and wakes out. "Hey gramps, come back. You're a pussy. We only live once. We don't even have a long life to live." Douglas said. "Then why are we doing this. We should be doing valuable things with it." "I had done enough at war." They just look in each other’s eyes. They both want to say sorry. But old people are pretty stubborn like the young ones. When the old man gets out of the building, he saw the man wearing all black and seems to be always mad. He guesses that is his job in here. He is supposed to be mad.
