Darren

I dragged another fallen enemy across the blood-soaked earth, my body screaming in protest.

 “Another one,” I grunted to myself, tossing the limp form atop the pile with a dull thud. I wiped the sweat from my brow as I looked over the battlefield. It had been a nonstop onslaught for days. I hadn’t even had time to send a message to Ally. I could imagine her blue eyes as she sat in our bedroom. She was probably worried, and each day without contact would make it worse. I had ...