Chapter 3- The Plan

I sat at the table with the other rebels, my mind racing with the implications of the plan that the Raven had laid out before us. It was risky, but if it worked, it could strike a major blow against the government and bring hope to our oppressed people.

The plan was simple, in theory. We would sneak into the government's heavily guarded headquarters and plant a virus that would cripple their systems and give us the upper hand in the war. It was a bold move and one that would require all of our skills and resources.

But as I looked around the table at my fellow rebels, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. We were vastly outnumbered and outgunned, and the thought of walking into the lion's den filled me with dread.

The Raven must have sensed my hesitation because he placed a hand on my shoulder and met my gaze. "We can do this, Ghost," he said, his voice filled with conviction. "We have the skills and the determination to succeed. All we need is a little luck."

I nodded, trying to find the same conviction that the Raven had. I knew that he was right - we had to try. The fate of our oppressed people was at stake.

We spent the next few days fine-tuning the plan and gathering the supplies we would need. The tension was thick as we prepared to set out on the risky mission.

But as we gathered in the warehouse, ready to set out on our journey, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. I couldn't put my finger on it, but I had a sense that something was about to go wrong.