The ambush was a testament to the efficiency of the enemy. The gunfire came from all sides, and the only counterattack was a rage of confusion and escape. You were separated from the main group and ran east, managing to avoid the sound of voices and guns in the morning dark. Hours later, you recognize your bearings based on a small village to the northwest: safety lies a far distance to the north.
9th place (out of 27) in the 4th Annual Interactive Fiction Competition.
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