"Speak up!" I heard, moving my head ever so slightly. Coming back into consciousness is a difficult ordeal, no doubt. Reaching for my headset, the one just across from me on the table of this ever-so-dark room, a quick green flash came, and back to sleep I went.
Things weren't supposed to go like that. It was all a simple recovery mission, get in, get out. No explosions, no tense negotiations, not even a catchphrase to blurt out every 5 seconds. Yet, somehow, I got involved in all of this, and if you're reading this, you are too. If you read ahead, your life may very well be put at risk. I do not guarantee your safety. However, someone must know. Someone must be told the story, lest it be lost forever and the perpetrators go unpunished. Read on, at your own risk, for if they catch you, my fate may be yours to share.
