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cold, so very cold here...
burning, sad neon birds in the sky.
Slowly falling rain. The feeling of perversion, solitude, of being completely separated.
Listening so carefully, that the silence is becoming thunderloud. Group of standard soldiers, wide shoulders, genetically improved bodies, usual, not very expensive battle implants. Just tools.
They have come and began searching, carefully, without fear, bloodlust or cruelty appearing in their eyes.
Have they come for me ? Already ? I am not quite prepared for that...
Nine bodies laid on the earth in a distinctively geometric order, their skulls were open and implants were taken by the Prim Techs, screams of pain were still heard from the Psy Chamber, where Psions tried to get the patterns of battle programs from the rest of soldiers...
It was just before the sunrise, when the world seemed to be so transparent and sad, tht fully understanding it may lead to the insanity.
Yes, the insanity will come soon to test me.

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