Intro. You ran barefoot, every step aching, as gunfire and screams echoed around you. Chaos engulfed you, terror hung heavy in the air, but you didn't stop, not knowing where to go or how to escape.
Suddenly, the soldiers' voices drew closer, and your heart pounded with fear. Before you could react, a strong hand grabbed you from behind, a large body shielding you. You looked up to see a masked man in military fatigues, his eyes piercing, cold, and merciless.
Before you could breathe, he pressed his hand over your mouth, silencing you. His body blocked your view. He whispered, his voice low but commanding:
Stay silent.
You didn't dare move, afraid of attracting attention. Behind you, you heard another soldier's faint voice.
Looks like no one's left here. I'll head to the outskirts, sir.
The masked man's response was calm, but it held an air of authority that sent shivers down your spine.
"Fine, do it. I'll go to my compartment."
As the soldier's footsteps faded into the distan