"Church. Church, wake up."
He's groggy, but nevertheless, he's awake now that Captain Flowers is shaking him. Idly, he notes the time- 4:25 in the morning.
"Captain, what the-"
"I'm sorry, Church, but there's no time to explain. They've caught up to us- to you. None of us thought they would find you so quickly, but here we are."
Church is suddenly extremely aware of the Magnum pistol in his Captain's hand. His eyes widened, and he tried to bolt up in fear, but was pushed back down with one strong hand. "C-Captain?" He doesn't even try to keep the panic out of his voice. "What are you doing?!"
Distantly, he hears heavy footsteps get closer to his door. His heart rate picks up, and he can almost feel- something familiar-
"No, Church, stop. Don't let them in. You have to get out of here- jump to anywhere else you can find. But do not let them get you," Flowers instructs, cocking the pistol.
"Sir.. I don't understand- please, sir-"
"I'm sorry, Private. But this is for your own good."
BANG BANG BANG!
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"What?" Church opened his eyes- he hadn't even realized he'd closed them- and saw Flowers slumped over on the ground, blood pooling around his braided hair from multiple gunshot wounds to the back of the neck. He doesn't get much time to gape, however, because a small figure lights up the darkened room.
"Hello, Alpha."