The Converse Records

The Converse Records

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I turned around, struggling to focus on his face. "Sir?" Ash stood up. "Don't look at me like that. This wasn't my decision. Despite what you may think, it won't be a repeat of last time." Something smelled metallic. Something smelled like blood. Something smelled like my last mission. The mission that had thrown me out of fieldwork for what I had hoped for was forever. ***Fallon almost died on the last mission she was sent on. She knew she couldn't sustain another attack like that. So why were they sending her again?***
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