Halick’s POV
It’s dark in the room that I'm in, I can smell the stale blood in the air around me, my arms ache, muscles screaming in my shoulders from the uncomfortable position I’ve been placed in for the last four hours.
Three weeks I’ve been here, and not once have I given these assholes the satisfaction of breaking me. I won’t scream, cry or beg, they might not understand me, but they understand tone, and they’ll know when I give up. I won’t give up though, no matter what they do, I won’t break, I’m a goddamn US Army Soldier and we don’t give up, ever.
My body is naked, smeared with dirt from the amount of time I’ve been here, in this cave, somewhere in the f.ucking desert, sweat carving valleys through the grime as it’s hot as hades in here with no chance of relie……
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