Escape

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The recovery was difficult.

I was unable to walk on my left leg for over two weeks, due to the severe burns. I could barely move my left arm for about a week, and my right shoulder was a purple bruise.

But after about four weeks, I was healed enough to move out of the cave. I had scars that would most likely never go away on my left arm.

As I finally walked out of the cave, it was nice to smell fresh air, without the earthy scent.

What wasn't nice, however, was having the shit scared out of me by a sniper shot hitting the stone behind me.

"SONOFAMOTHERFUCKERCUNTBITCHWHOREFACESHITSTICKS!"

Did I mention I have tendency to yell random cuss words when I get scared?

I looked into the distance, and saw a Spartan with green armor, blending in with the surrounding tall grass. The thing that scared me the most, was the he was holding a sniper. He fired another shot, this time closer. The message was clear: get out or die. I ran back into the cave as fast as could.

"Carson," I said frantically, "we need to get out of here! Is there a back exit to the cave?"

"Yeah. Why? What's wrong?" He asked.

"You know that scout you were taking about?"

"Yeah..."

"He's out there. With a sniper."

"Fuck!" Carson muttered. "Come on, let's get the hell out of here!"

He ran over to a large rock against the back of the cave, and shoved it aside, so reveal an extremely small tunnel.

He crawled through, and disappeared. I followed him through the dark cave, and felt my way through. After the first bend, the tunnel was straight for a few meters, then began to slope upwards. I looked up, saw some light, but mostly I saw Cason as he climbed out. I climbed up after him, and nothing could have prepared me for what I saw next.

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