/lit/ - Literature

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part1, 1/2

>Lunge, stab, drag, drop.

One.

>Dodge, throw, lunge, stab, drag, drop.

Two.

>Move, quiet, hide, dodge, throw, lunge, stab, drag, drop.

Three.

You ever wonder if life is getting a bit … repetitive?

>Block, dodge, slice, stab, drag, drop.

… Four.

Repetitive or not, this is all you've got.

>Kill, hide the body, kill again. Will it ever stop?

You didn't sign up for this.

>Stab through the boy's shield as easily as a knife through butter and slice down through the skin muscle bone muscle skin -

Three years ago, the very idea of killing someone would have made you sick.

Two years ago, you realised the horrifying reality war brought as you gazed at the blood on your hands.

One year ago, you could count the number of monthly kills on a single hand.

Nowadays every finger has to count for ten.

>Silently drop down behind the unsuspecting man, and twist his head 180 degrees to the right.

Lather.

>Duck down underneath the wild swing and slam the serrated knife through his chest.

Rinse.

>Let the sword stab into your shoulder, so the soldier would be wide open for the knife to spill his innards onto the dusty ground.

Repeat.