The rain turned the road into a river hours ago.
Or was it years now? How long had it really been since he had seen his feet?
He shook his head at the notion. It didn’t matter if he could see what was under him. All that would look up at him would be their faces.
The sentry who felt a knife suddenly buried in his throat while he watched a door.
The soldiers he picked off at a thousand yards with a high powered rifle.
The rookie who couldn’t swim away from their crash site.
They were his path now.
This week was an…interesting one. So much to do before vacation, but this one has been on my mind all day.
I do hope you all enjoy!