The water is cold.
The sand is soft.
Wish I could play on the beach.
Wish I could stay in Syria.
I was just doing my job.
I raced to the target. His chest did not seem as brave as they made it out to be. I penetrated easily.
I came to a screeching halt inside him.
Then came the sound. Loud and clear. As if the whole universe around me resonated with it.
Oh God. I was just doing my job.