last update/dropped

By the end of the day I am ready to kill Carson for forcing me to be a part of this branch as no other branch would force the medics to have such extreme training programs, we did the max obstacle course, then hand to hand combat, guns, and since I am a medic he had me tested on basic medical knowledge and my ability.

I can see sympathy on everyone's faces when I enter the eating hall after practice and it is clear everyone knew the one training me is Carson, apparently only those he likes get this type of training from him but I think it is more the ones he gets glee out of torturing.

The following week is me being run through the same training again and again and given only small breaks to eat and drink before returning to the ringer once more.

By the end of the first week Carson seems to have decided I am good enough and lets me return to training with the others on base, I can finally relax some only not really as the world absolutely hates me with a passion.

The second day of returning to normal training Carson calls me to his office and the looks people send me almost has me weeping, I stand at attention in front of his door after knocking.

He calls me to enter and I see him going through papers on his desk and feel a small joy at this as at least I'm not the only one between us having to deal with a pain in the ass, I keep my expression neutral as no need to piss off my commanding officer.

"You are not hiding your joy well enough, now sit and have a vision for me." He points to the couch and I huff but do as he asks.

I awake to me in a airship like the one that brought me here and several people around me, we land and Carson is in front leading them to what looks like an old warehouse. Once he enters they find an old hidden lab under it and enter we are half way through the lab when suddenly a massive bang and severe pain comes as the flames burn me and rubble collapses on me, I died in this vision.

I wake from the scene slightly out of breath and shivering due to the after effects of such a painful death, most my deaths are quick or numb due to drugs but this one was vivid.

I tell him of the trap and the hidden lab, he nods in acknowledgment and asks me if I am able to return to my room on my own. I tell him that I am fine and leave as he has clearly indicated for me, I return to my room and wash myself from the thing layer of sweat this recent vision has brought me.