12-03-2020, 01:16 AM
I'm a soldier, in my twenties, tied spread-eagle in some desert sand. Naked, dog-tags plastered to my muscled chest by sweat. My heart pounding so hard & rapid, it pulses the dog-tags at my lower left pec. Enemy soldier stands over me, bayonet is aimed at the visible heartbeat, just left of my sternum. Chest is heaving rapidly. Lean abs tense and trembling. The tip of his blade pricks my skin, a small trickle of blood trails down over my abs, circles around my outie belly-button, and down my thigh. This is where my reckless, young life ends. To my left, my squad leader is also tied, naked, bayonet ready to drive into his chest. To my right, the squad Gunny-Sgt has a bayonet aimed at his hairy, barrel chest.