"Listen, [i]brother[/i], you're going to quit the program, aren't you?" He said, with two people beside him. "I can't do that, I'm nearly in, please, just don do this! Doesn't everything we've been through mean something to you?" I ask, desperate. "It's everything we've been through that kept me from getting into the program!" He yelled, angrily.

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I ran into the briefing room. "Sorry I'm late, sir." I said to the person in front. "Last minute assignment and all." I explained without waiting for the question. Although no-one could see it though, my hair was wet from sweat. The nightmares, they would never go away. And they scared me. They reminded me as well, of things that I would rather not be reminded of.