Mortal by AD absolutely
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Leeches stung Joe’s legs as he waded through the murky swamp. The rot of the jungle assaulted his nose and the cacophony of birds jangled his nerves. Clutching his rifle tight against his rib cage, the hard steel comforted him as he searched for anything that didn't belong. The jungle teemed with life, too much life. The young Marine’s senses overloaded and he zoned out for one fateful moment. He screamed.
Methos ran from the couch to Joe’s room. “Joe! Wake up!” Methos grabbed a flailing arm. “You’re safe.”
“I’m alive?”

“More alive than me.”