Day 490, the silo is quiet now but I know he is out there, I know I am out there in a different body waiting for myself to drop my guard. What was that noise, shit he is in the control room? What if he launches the missile, I can’t let I’m but if I leave the room he will kill me.

I risked taking a look in the control room; there was a gun on the counter. I don’t remember leaving it there; I think it was the other me. He is trying to intimidate me, its working. If anyone reads this, I am dead.

-Carlos

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Published by Cesarolivares

i am a writer; poetry, short story, novel and screenplay (trying anyway). story telling is is an obsession of mine.

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