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The man would continue the march as his unit was to escort the masses to the designated places for treatment. It was the only place they could go in their eyes. the few military bases that remained could not sustain the civillians. The man looked to the ground as he contemplated the grim reality he was in.

A woman was running with the hands of her child engulfed by hers through a forest. The poor child could barely get a few steps in as he kept being lifted off the ground consistently. it was only after the Mother caught sight of a house that barely stood by itself that she manually lifted him and carried him in the building. The child could hear distant voices that growled and barked. As the mother ran in the building He could hear the snapping of fallen logs and the voices getting closer. When the mother entered the main room, she looked around frantically and entered a bedroom in an act of instinct. Seeing there was a closet she would quickly lower her child on the floor of the closet and creaked the door, nearly closing it. she motioned with a singular finger to her mouth to tell the child to keep quiet. Only brief words were exchanged before the mother stood up from her knees and quickly ran back into the main room to hide, only for her to stop in her place as she heard something crash against the front door.

the child sat in the closet as he heard loud thudding against the floorboards. he could tell which were his mothers and which weren't. there was shouting from her mother, and despite wanting to be comforted by her, he sat in silence, covering his ears. he tried to block all of the noise that was on going. the low rumbling of an inhuman voice vibrated the floor as he felt heat from the other room. and how he heard a series of screams like never before. it reminded him of his mother, was it? no, he reasoned, she couldn't be it, his mother would've thought of something to get out of the situation, it had to be a trick. it had to...

the boy wanted to cry from being frightened. he had his hands move to his mouth to stay silent, tears streaming across his face. he heard slow thuds coming towards the bedroom as he quickly hushed his breath. he saw a large bipedal reptilian, cladded in armor he has never seen before carrying a large flame thrower of some sort. the figure slowly turned its head left to right scanning the area. with a few steps it was in the middle of the room. it paced the area a few times before stopping at the creaked door. noticing the door was open the figure slowly began to reach for it only to be interrupted by a loud noise from another one of them outside the room. the Gray barked something back as it left the door alone, leaving the boy alone. after several moments and not another noise happening, the boy finally broke silence.

he made the damning call, and called out in a questioning manner "Mama?"