"Please, help me. I'm... I'm sorry, I don't... I don't really want this, these things. Please!" he pleaded, the gentle rolling fog covering him up to his waist as he knelt there amidst the undergrowth. "It’s not my fault!" he said more forcefully, a shaking hand taking off the helmet and letting it fall to the ground. "It’s not my fault; you can't blame me!" he shouted, his voice carrying for some distance in the unearthly silence of the dark forest.