Post by Deleted on Oct 10, 2015 23:34:48 GMT
When Everett had started the obstacle course the first time there had still been a few people there, practicing. But as he did it again and again people left for the day and by now he was the only one there. He was shaking from exhaustion when he finished it for… well he didn’t really know how many times he’d done it.
He laid down to catch his breath for a while, but his thoughts were soon taken over by images of dead and dying comrades and friends, his hands covered in red, the smell of gunpowder and blood, the sound of explosions and gunfire, yells for “Medic!” and screams of agony.
He ground his teeth and got up, still shaking, barely noticing the blood on his hands and knees from falling over a few minutes ago. He started jogging towards the start of the course, determined to finish it once more.
He laid down to catch his breath for a while, but his thoughts were soon taken over by images of dead and dying comrades and friends, his hands covered in red, the smell of gunpowder and blood, the sound of explosions and gunfire, yells for “Medic!” and screams of agony.
He ground his teeth and got up, still shaking, barely noticing the blood on his hands and knees from falling over a few minutes ago. He started jogging towards the start of the course, determined to finish it once more.
