I keep my face blank as the army’s general paces back and forth, his boots echoing in the cold stone hall.
If he catches me, I’m dead.
If I show any emotion, I’m dead.
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_Don’t think. Don’t think._
“It seems we have a problem, soldiers,” the general says, his voice low and dangerous. “Do you want to know what that problem is?”
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_Don’t think. Don’t think._
The general stops in front of...