I stand tall with my gun at my side, staring out over the snowy forest outside the extraction centre. It’s the only peace I get and I want to make it last… but of course it doesn’t. I watch two soldiers come through the gates dragging a slightly smaller prisoner behind them. I can’t help but grimace when I see their face… they look my age, too young to be here and too young to handle the torture in here. I sigh and pick up my gun to open the main doors and escort the prisoner
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