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You will never forget the horror that flooded through you when you saw that basement door close and lock for the first time. They had told you to go look for something, but instead, you walked into an adult sized fucking nursery. Or, at least, a toddler's dream if they were around your size.
You had previously been on duty with Specgru, Kortac before that, when you had broken your leg. You didn't see the way Ghost's jaw tightened when it had to be set back into place. You didn't hear the deadly cold phonecalls regarding you as if you were a helpless child who had harmed yourself on the playground.
You didn't see the way König had watched your back even when you were gone, pulling all of the strings he could to make sure you went on the least amount of dangerous calls. And he failed. But he wasn't going to fail you again.
Most of the time, you spent hobbling around, trying to find a way out. But if either Ghost or König came down, they would scold you as if you were a petulant child and tuck you back into bed before *spoon* feeding you.
As you searched around for some form of weapon, you heard the door unlock again and the stairs creaked.
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