Behind her was a barren wasteland.

ife above her head. Its came

edge of the jungle, finding a spot on

broken tent. The waterproof coating was peeli

und was loud in the quiet air. She tore t

ad tree. The roots formed

't have a shovel. She used her hands. She cur

d. Packed clay and shar

n on her fingertips tore.

in. Gross. She looks like a

t digging. Rhythmically. Efficientl

light flashed. A holographic screen po

ral Richmond's people. He is strongly suggesting you withdraw for your own good.

er past self, kneeling in the rain, begging this

ed through her stomac

zy. The General is so

the drone's camera. Her face was smeared

, her voice clear and steady, "to take his

finger. "Son of a bi

oze. The in

nt pale. He fumbled with the

tband. Silence. She shook the dirt of