There is light, though dim, and for that I’m grateful. Once I’m on the other side, I collapse onto the floor inside a building I’ve never been in. I keep my head held high, even though I feel like I’m going to lose the contents in my stomach. Feeling on top of the world after fighting off Crew, I walk straight ahead, up another flight of stairs, and find another door. It’s completely dark, but I don’t even care. “No, Crew,” I shout, anger ripping through my vocal chords. “Unlock this door now or you’ll live to regret it.” They wanna play games, then all four of us are playing. In a swift motion, I pull the keys from the lock and quickly slam the door shut. My hands swat and pat, until finally I find the door. “You fucking slut!” he shouts, causing a ripple in my chest. His thunderous footsteps come closer, but I duck and move, trying like hell to stay away from him while luring him farther from the door. “Wait.” I reach out and grab his arm, dragging my nails down as hard and for as long as I can before I’m shoved to the side. In 2020, the Last American to Receive a Civil War Pension has Died
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