She entered another tunnel, trying to get away, but no matter which one she took, or which way she turned, they all seemed to lead back to the same room. As if to mockingly remind her that she could not escape herself, and what she had become. This was what the war had made her. Finally she turned slowly back, walking towards the screaming, tired of running from herself. She’d climb over tortured bodies, sell herself, and tear out Kaine Ferron’s heart if that was what it took to win.
