an unmotivated murder
The first four weeks of basic training were designed to be a total mindfuck. It started from the moment they stepped off the bus and were punished for not knowing how to stand at attention, even though they'd never been taught.
He reached for a weapon that was on the table.
“Come along. No fear of the water coming in, or I'd soon say let's get to grass.”
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