Appleseed deux ex Machina.
I did not make the Appleseed series nor do I credit for any part. Though it is a bitchin' movie
The Memory
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I'm running.
Sweat is pouring down my face.
The major is screaming.
Shells are falling.
Men are groaning in agony.
My breath is making a rhythm.
I crouch behind a pile of sandbags and grasp my gun tightly.
Tears are coming out of my eyes.
I see a soldier blown in half looking at me with shocked eyes.
Men run past me with their guns down.
Yelling.
The major pulls me on my feet.
He screams at me. His eyes turn back into his head. Red blossoms from his forehead.
He lets go and falls to the ground.
I go onto my knees and collect the clips of ammo. I'll need them later.
I wake up.