Sunday 25 April 2010

Diary of a Freedom Fighter, Part II

Pain.

Can barely think. Broken ribs. Broken leg. Bruises everywhere. Hurts to breathe. Keep drifting in and out.

I did it. Got my opening. Attacked. Didn't work. She was fast. Knife didn't get the heart. Kameiras were fast. Didn't even have time to grab the Amarrian brat. Thought I was going to die.

Why aren't I dead?

Something wrong.

Master said I'd get out. Didn't tell me when or where to attack. Just said I'd get out.

Still time...

Blood when I breathe. Must have a punctured lung.

Wish I could pass out again...

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