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“She’ll live.” the man says. “She’ll live.” Stanvert echoes. “I’ll live.” the woman says with difficulty. “We need to keep moving.” she says The man points. Stanvert picks her up. They start moving down the tunnel. The booms echo after … Continue reading →

She screams. And cries. The man cries. Stanvert touches his cheeks. They are wet. He is confused. Why are his cheeks wet. The man smiles.

The man works. Pulling things. Using things. Blood spurts. Blood flows. She moves violently. A puppet to the man. She cries out.

They stop. It is quiet. Except for the occasional boom, and shake. “Give her to me.” the man says. Stanvert hands her over. She is still quiet. She is still stopped.

Then they stop. The man pushes and grabs. He goes down a hole, a tunnel, a dark place. Crawling almost, but still carrying, the girl.

Another wave of heat and light and sound, washes over them. And another, and another, from all sides they come. Still they run. Him and the man behind him, and the girl he carries.

Running again. Shouts, and orders, and shouts. He is carrying something. Carrying someone. It is her. It was her.

“Get down you stupid bastard!” buzzing in his ear. “Come on. Get up.” He is dragged to his feet. “Now run, soldier!” He ran. Pushed and dragged along. He ran for his life.

She hits the ground with a thud. No bounce. No stomach. No life. Too shocked to move. Suddenly. Knocked to the ground. Another bullet goes whizzing overhead.