Part 3 – The Crushing Fist
This one is my longest chapter yet, and had some unhappy interaction with Reddit’s arbitary limits. Find the last 20% of the story in comments I’ve put below.
I was told that everyone I’d served with in the military died shortly after I left. Today, I saw one of my old squadmates, homeless, digging through the trash behind a convenience store. He had an unbelievable tale to tell. [Part 3] from nosleep
