And so the days passed. Mornings turned into evenings, evenings into nights, and nights into mornings again. Life on the military base was like nothing I’d ever experienced before. Sometimes it was hard to remember there was life outside of it too.
My only news of the outside world came in the form of injured soldiers but those didn’t have anything to do with the Afterlife squads. The world was falling apart but for the first time since I lost my wings, I felt some sense of stability. Of structure. People passed around me like ships in the night, but the day was set in stone. It was oddly comforting, which I hadn’t expected.
I checked my watch as I made my way to the dining hall for dinner. I hadn’t seen any of my friends in a couple of days as they were all on assignment but I heard two
