Prolouge

20 1 0
                                    

Darkness. What I've known my whole life. No matter what, I cannot slip away from it. Ever. Now is my only chance.

"Now remember class... military training... extremely..."

I can't seem to make out what my teacher, Mr. Roland, is trying to warn us about our military training. Extremely what? I can't keep my eyes open much longer. I glance over at the clock. It reads, 2:49. 11 minutes? I can't even stay awake for 3 more seconds...

"When I did military... had my toe ri-" This is it.

Ok I have 5 seconds. 4...3...2...1... More darkness.

The Girl With Camo EyesWhere stories live. Discover now