I had been in the shower when it went off, preparing myself to meet Westy again for evening meal. Several troopers were running toward me from the cookhouse having abandoned their food. ‘What’s happening?’ I demanded. ‘Man down, two platoon,’ one of the troopers shouted back at me as he passed, a...
I stared back at him blankly, unsure of what to say in response. I still wore all of my combat equipment, having been summoned to his chamber as soon as my section returned through the patrol warren airlock. I was coated in mud, the result of several days living in a hole, followed by a lengthy f...
I pretended it didn’t hurt, not wanting to give anybody the satisfaction of seeing me in pain. Occasionally somebody in the crowd would look over at us whilst we walked and smile. They whispered amongst each other, no doubt talking about what they could do to us next. I tried to ignore them and f...