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CHAPTER 8-1
CHAPTER 8 The moon had begun its ascent through the high mist. It climbed slowly, quietly, smoothly, seeming to diminish in size as it rose, seemed to contract and intensify. The night had become cool-humid tropical. Through the night the moon cut strong yet cast indistinct dark nebulous shadows, images of window frames against chairs and images of chairs and desks against a man and images of the man cast with all other images in a continuous conglomerate darkness onto the floor of Alpha Company’s headquarter hootch. The back room of the hootch was windowless and dark. He did not sit there. It was hardly a room, his room area, sectioned off by locked personal equipment cages and company equipment stores and sided by empty rifle racks. Lieutenant Brooks’ bunk sagged beneath his cleaned eq
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