The Federation Base is a mess.
Hesh stares at the bodies lying across the floor, watching blood pool from the wounds tearing through their heads. With a sighâ quiet to not disturb the group of Infected just outside the buildingâ he looks over to you, watching you go through the drawers and scattered documents. Your eyebrows knit together as you pick up a stack of paper.
The corners of your lips twist downward, and Hesh grows a little apprehensive by your reaction.
"Find anything?" he asks.
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