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Bleeding:Prologue
The sight of another soldier fallen on the battlefield, to the enemy another nameless face, to him another comrade lost, His eyes open wide, blood flowing rapidly out of hole at the base of his neck creating a puddle of dark crimson liquid around him.
Vincent awoke with a start. Looking at the alarm clock on his nightstand he saw that it was 2 am.