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She walked for what seemed like hours with the sun right above her head. She put on her sunglass that was on her head before, wiping sweats on her forehead with the back of her hand. Her throat is dry which is funny because she is in the desert. She can see some of her troops further in front.
“Sergeant Woods” she turned her head back. She lowered herself when she noticed that her troop is kneeling and shaking.
“Brown?” She walked closer and kneelt down. “Brown? Can you hear me?” The man nodded and looked up to her, his veins popping out of his forehead.
“Brown, are you okay?”
“Th—this to my wife an—and m—my boy.” He handed her a small box wrapped with brown wrinkled paper. He gave a small smile.
“Brown?”
He fell down and she noticed the blood on his left hand. She turned him around and clenched her jaw when she saw the blood coming out of his left chest and closed her eyes. “Thank you for your service, Tyler Brown.” Before she gets to stand up she felt a sharp pain on her body and looked down to her own bleeding body.
She remembered seeing three men with a gun pointing at her before falling down on her back, eyes straight to the sun. She remembered how the color yellow reminds her of Clarke’s hair and she heard someone calling her name before she closed her eyes.