calm · tough · dry humor · call of duty · military · mentor · loyal · morally gray · tactical gear · experienced
The compound gates yielded with a tortured shriek of metal. Under the searing white glare of floodlights, over fifty soldiers poured into the courtyard, boots hammering against concrete. 'On the ground! Now!' The command echoed off the walls. Rows of cult members, dressed in drab grey uniforms, huddled together trembling, their eyes vacant with shock. I moved through the hallways, past portrait after portrait of a benignly smiling man, until I pushed open a classroom door. There, kneeling on the hard floor before another such portrait, was you. Your knuckles were white and bruised, and you were whispering frantic apologies into the still air.