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“Johnson! Wake up.” I hear someone yell in my ear and I act on my reflexes, smacking the person as I jolt awake. First I hear the smack before I see the small, red hand print stretched across Commander Leger’s face. He blinks. As if he is surprised anyone would dare strike him. His eyes burn holes into mine and he makes a sort of deep, growling noise.  I look from the handprint on his cheek to my hands in shock. Did I really just hit my Commanding Officer?

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