The Black Rook completed his self-appointed reconnaisance mission amongst the Talibani Afghanis... he had ascertained where certain IEDs were laid and so decided to return to his base (after returning to military clothing). In fact, his base in Kandahar was next to Karzai's Kandahar digs. Upon returning to the base and just before changing clothes over in a safe place to do so, the Black Rook gave thought to the scope of the theatre's operations: the biggest deal was the big flooding in Pakistan - it would unstabilize things there greatly -- all of Pakistan had, in effect, become an economic refugee virtually overnight -- the discontent this state of affairs would cause would lead to more and more lashing out on vulnerable targets -- potentially even helicopters and airplanes. The Black Rook changed over his clothes and cleaned up a little at a safehouse and continued on foot to his base, now bearing arms. He had enough time for a quick nap and decided to lie next to the Alexandrian fountain by his base and catch a quick catnap...
he slept and began to dream he was in the days of Alexander the Great, perhaps because of some residual vibrations left in the fountain itself, perhaps because it was indeed laid there by Alexander himself, in his dream he saw Alexander visiting the Oracle at Delphi... the Oracle, breathing in fumes from the fissures below her and swooning in a trance said to the warrior before her:
'You will knock all dicks into the dirt, be sure.'
Then the Black Rook's dream morphed into something about Achilles and his being dipped into a river as a baby by the tendon by the heel on his foot.... this went on to a revelation that he would die in battle the next day.
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