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Chapter 2: The loss.
Death is always a loss. Time flows, body changes. When you die you lose everything. You're soul, spirit, feelings, taste. After that you're nothing. Only existing in the minds of you're family and friends. When someone you know dies. Its also a loss. You'll never meet or speak with that person again. And wil only exist in you're mind.
Gerraye could'nt stand it anymore. ''We can't just sit here! We must act. It may not be much but I just can't stand it just sitting here and doing nothing''. Leon threw away his sigarette and said. ''Patience my friend. Patience. They will come''. Gerraye walked to his vehicle. ''They are up to something, and I'm gonna find out what''! ''We won't have to wait long''. Sheena pointed out to the direction where men in Ambak army uniforms walked into a dark alley. Gerraye continued: ''But they are Ambak soldiers''. Leon sticked another sigaret in his mouth. ''What does every Sylla soldier have my comrads? Yes a tattoo''.
What Leon said was true. Every Sylla soldier had a tattoo right above the right eyebrow wich says S.O.F.. Wich meant Soldier of Fire. Fire is the symbol of Sylla.
The 3 soldiers followed walked into the same alley, but found nothing else then a dead end. Footprints showed that they climbed over the wall at the end. They walked further and saw the fake soldiers walk into a building. The building was a bit shabby, all windows were replaced by steel, and the building was extremely high so climbing to the roof wasn't an option. They tried to open the door but it was locked.
Sheena was dissapointed. ''Now how are we gonna get in. What do you think Ger? Gerraye kicked and slammed the door as hard as he could. ''No use''. ''Step aside you two''. Leon quickly grabbed his gun and blowed the goddamn door to smithereens!!! The door fell to the ground with a smack. ''So long sneaking''.
No the door is not a loss. Chapter is gonna continue.
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