That was three hours ago.
Jensen looked down at his own hands. The skin was beginning to split, just at the knuckles. Inside, instead of blood, a pale, fibrous thread curled out, tasting the air. warped apple undermine 7z
It wasn’t hostile. It just stood there, trembling. That was three hours ago
“What the hell is ‘Warped Apple’?” he muttered. just at the knuckles. Inside
The collar screeched feedback. A synthesized voice, sweet as honey, replied: “Sergeant Vance. Your loyalty is noted. But the core has already been compromised. From the beginning.”
“Movement,” hissed Private Liao, pointing.
Corporal Jensen stared at the dispatch screen, the words OPERATION: WARPED APPLE glowing a sickly green.