The entrance to the base scares me up to my bones, lifeless bodies cover the concrete, even the grass lies full of them.
I swallow the knot in my throat and switch the engine; I stumble outside and briskly force toward the front door.
I squeeze through the crack of the half-broken door into an empty silent base, “MED-kit,”
I fold the bandage over my leg and clip it closed; memories cause the shimmering in my eyes.
Will I ever live for once in peace?
Will I ever stop fighting? Whatever happened to Ethan?
Did Miller inject him or was he lying? If he did, I will haunt Miller down and kill him.
I just wish he was here; He would have prevented this from happening, he would have known what to do, I cuff my eyes and rock endlessly, no one else but me.
No one else, but me…
Everyone out
