This f*****g mask was making it impossible to focus. My feet were pounding against dirt, rubble, and broken branches. It was a real f*****g miracle that I hadn’t fallen on my face yet.
I was running on pure, unfiltered adrenaline trying to get to Viper and Reaper.
The moment that I couldn’t hear Viper’s chirpy voice through link, I knew something had gone wrong. I felt it in my gut, and f*****g ignored it.
There was something about Viper that was in tune with me. Maybe it was our shared trauma. Maybe it was the fact that I felt responsible. Maybe it was simply because she was like my baby sister, and I felt this fierce desire to protect her.
Either way, I should have f*****g known the moment that gut feeling hit that she was in danger. Now I was running, relying on Reaper to take m
