Prologue

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Two in the chest, one in the head.

Drop the rifle. Pick the pistol. Again.

Two in the chest, one in the head.

Cover. Two steps to the right. Cover.

Squat. Two in the chest one in the head. Cover.

Drop the pistol, pick the shotgun.

Four steps forward. Cover.

Two in the chest, one in the head. Done.

"You've done a great job one these dummies, Subject Red." Doctor G. said, and I didn't answer, not with that pill confusing my mind. "Now, kill her."

My body had the shotgun in position, and something deep inside of me screamed, begged. But I could not hear properly or think right, all I could do was obey Doctor G.

"Please, Red." The short-haired woman who was in charge of my military training said. "You are stronger than this. Fight it."

I knew this woman. A weak voice kept trying to say in my head. She was something.

"That's why you must die, Lara, you make her weak, you make her question."

My head was a complete mess. But my body didn't hesitate when I head the order: "Do it."

Two in the chest, one in the head.

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