We don't want to do this. We are all afraid. But if you stayed behind you would be alone. Your friends are going; you go too.
You don't have to be who you are anymore. You're not a person anymore. You're part of an attack, one green object in a line of green objects.
Something snaps and we're past the point of no return. We're running fast and we aren't going to stop. Nothing can stop us.
People tell you what to do. Keep moving, keep moving, keep moving. If you stop moving, if you hesitate, your heart will stop beating. Your legs are machines winding you up like a mechanical toy.
Your feet take you up...up...over the rubble up...up... you're loving it... you're not human, you're an animal, you feel like a god...you scream: "DIE! DIE! DIE, YOU MOTHERFUCKERS! DIE! DIE! DIE!"
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