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"Another victim". The operative observed.
The corpse in the front of him drifted upwards in defiance of gravity. Back arched as if plucked from the ground by an invisible hand. Many such unfortunate souls were scattered among the forest canopy. Suspended by the same unseen force.
Turning his eyes to the compass in his left hand, he started again in the direction of the needle. It did not point North.
The silence was deafening. Yet more bodies passed him by, marionettes displayed for an absent audience. Then he came to one more familiar, a fellow agent. Emblazoned on their uniforms, the foundation's stylized vault door. The operative glanced to his rifle, a grim feeling of amusement settling over him.
"Given the best gear and the best training, but what prepares you for this?" he pondered silently.
On a nearby stump sat another operative, his back to the first. With his posture hunched and his eyes hollowed by eldritch darkness, the slight movement of his breathing was the thing separating him from the limp figures that hung beside him.
The first operative looked to his compass. The needle spun in futility. He slumped heavily next to the second, a sense of resignation overcoming him.
"I can see what's waiting for us", the second spoke up." It's not pretty".
" I figured", the first replied. "We knew what we signed up for".
"Doesn't make it any better through", came the retort.
"No", the first conceded, "It doesn't.
THE END
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