It was a simple mistake. A simple mistake that is close to costing your life.

“Hey.. Hey keep your eyes on me, okay?” Simon’s voice croaked out. He was desperately scrambling through your uniform to get to your bare skin where the dagger sat.

He had mistaken you for the enemy. It was his idea to dress you as the enemy so you could ‘blend in’. Now he wishes you didnt sneak up on him. “You’re.. you’re okay.” He gasped as he found the blade.