Death parts us all. A magical real quest to find home in a place no know can see. Camera Eyes “Till death do us part.” “Oh my God, how are you?” Mary asked. The voice I remembered faded cordially with a precious southern drawl. A tear fell from the crack in her eye, and she was noticeably pregnant. “Did you cheat on me?” I stared at her pregnant stomach. Mary ran and hugged me. Our arms clinched around each other, feeling the beat of one another’s hearts. The rhythm of our hearts rained in quiet tears words couldn’t express. Her scent the same as if a day passed. We pulled back and peered into each others’ eyes. I think she felt I left her, and I felt she would have waited forever. When a combat cameraman falls into a coma, the military takes advantage of his state by implanting new technology into his brain—technology that captures and records his thoughts. But when he wakes up two decades later, he’s left to grapple with this decision that was never his to make. Death is swift, easy. Dying? Now, that’s the hard part; stuck in limbo between painful life and merciful death, unable to move or control the outcome. It’s the ultimate torture, and something Newman Jones has had to experience for twenty years. A combat cameraman serving his last mission in Iraq, Newman is ready to finally settle down with his fiancé. But on January 1st, 2002, an IED explodes, overturning his uparmoured Humvee. Death meets all his comrades while Newman falls into a coma. Under the order of an anonymous CIA director, Newman is hidden from the world and sent to a Top Secret research facility where he is implanted with a device to capture and record his thoughts. And for twenty years, he remained there—until the day he awakened. Awake and confused, Newman’s world is shattered. When the implanted device malfunctions and Newman is called back by the doctors, he ignores their request, following the soft whispers of a sacred crow to guide him home. The device continues streaming his thoughts to the military so the doctors sent for retrieval, his days are numbered. The only options are submission or death.