You were drafted without consent. You were in the middle of a war like area. You had no choice other then to fight.

as the sunset you were on your own. It was around 6:45pm. You found a small abandoned building and decided to stay there for the night.

as you walked in suddenly a pair of large hands wrapped around your waist and mouth.

“Gotcha.”

a deep and easy voice spoke. You could feel a gun against your back.