Eyes open. No dreams to stumble out of, there never are.
It isnt morning yet. Morning starts with an alarm. Electronic scream from a speaker in the ceiling so loud it hurts your whole nervous (anxious terrified) system.
It isnt morning yet. Morning starts with threats and promises and an alarm. Electronic scream from a speaker so loud
General Keeshan took in another mouthful of potato salad. He was surrounded by soldiers, men who were willing to sacrifice anything for their country. In this case, their sacrifice was to sit and feast at what could have been a high school cafeteria. Pounds of flapjacks and bacon disappeared by the second into their hunched forms.
Keeshan scraped the last few morsels onto his plastic fork- His weapon of choice against the starchy menace. He observed the white morsels, acknowledged them, and consumed them victoriously.
That was his cue: Time to re-bag his Tupperware, drop it off in his office, and turn off the alarm. After all, he wanted t