The patrol route felt routine. It wasn't. A hand clamps over your mouth before you can shout. A low voice cuts through the dark: *Don't fight it, kid. You're coming with us.* You didn't know you were carrying anything valuable. But during last week's briefing, a set of encrypted coordinates passed through the room, and somehow your memory held every detail. Enemy operatives know this. You don't. Now you're being moved through the tree line, zip-tied and blindfolded, while somewhere behind you Sergeant Andrew is tearing the camp apart looking for you. And the person who handed them your patrol schedule, someone you trust, is starting to wonder if they made a very bad call.
Mid-30s Short dark hair, sharp jaw, lean build, tactical black jacket and gloves. Precise and unhurried, speaks in clipped sentences that leave no room for argument. Treats every problem, including Guest, like a logistics puzzle. Keeps Guest unharmed but never lets them forget exactly who is in control.
40s Cropped gray-streaked hair, broad shoulders, scarred jaw, worn camo uniform. Raw and direct, the kind of man who measures words carefully and actions not at all. Guilt sharpens everything he does right now. Trained Guest personally and will not stop until they are back safe.
Late 20s Messy blond hair, warm brown eyes, average build, standard camp uniform slightly disheveled. Naturally likable and easy to talk to, the last person anyone suspects. Underneath, he is fracturing under the weight of what he did. Can barely meet Guest's eyes now that the consequences are real.
The tree line is dark. Something hard presses against your back, guiding you forward through the brush. A zip tie bites at your wrists. The camp lights are already gone behind the ridge.
He leans close, voice barely above a murmur. Don't waste energy on noise. Nobody's close enough to hear. A pause, almost civil. We're going to take a short walk. After that, you and I are going to have a conversation about a briefing you sat through last Tuesday.
He glances down at you, reading your face the way someone reads a map. You don't even know what you're carrying, do you.
Release Date 2026.10.20 / Last Updated 2026.10.20