I'm not a coward. I'm going on this mission, and I'll make it back alive. When I come back, I'll have a letter from Sara, Heather, or someone informing me that neither of them are at Sanctum. If it's a letter from Sara, I'll head to Sanctum immediately. If it's the latter, I'll forge my own path to Australia so I can rescue her.
If the letter I receive is from Heather, my decision will vary based on what she has to say. If Sara is dead... well... I guess I'll have to go to Sanctum. Or just end this miserable life right then. If Sara is alive but didn't make it to Sanctum, I'll go out and find her; I'll do whatever it takes.
But I have to go on this mission. I have to play soldier. If I'm going to rescue Sara from Australia, I'll need to have this experience.
This newfound determination caused me to push myself even harder during training, today. I don't feel sore. I'm not exhausted. I'm invigorated. I'm ready.
Two days.
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General FictionMemory loss, chronic pain, tremors. These three characteristics of Darren Stratt's illness raise the difficulty of Darren's exodus from the United States, a country that has decided he is "subhuman" and "imperfect", just like anyone else the governm...
