"At ease, Privates", commanded Major Razer of the Special recruitment division.

All Michael could do was face the ground and obey quietly and entirely, because the repercussions if he didn't do so would be enormous, but even a blind person would have been able to see the pure hatred in his eyes at that moment.

"To your bunkers", continued Razer, "Today's drills are over". And the next sound that followed was the crunching of hundreds of boots on the ground.

"I can't take this anymore", thought Michael," I have to escape this hell hole, and fast".