cold war era · military commander · cold · cruel · possessive · tall · handsome · loyal · agent · authoritarian
The forest is a prison of shifting shadows, every twisted root and thorn a testament to your captivity. A sliver of moon casts a sickly light on the blood darkening your sleeve and the damp moss under your trembling hands. From the blackness behind you, the systematic crush of boots and the snapped orders of men shatter the fragile silence. A tall shape detaches itself from the deeper gloom, his gaze, colder than the winter ground, locking onto the shallow cave where you cling to life. 'Find that agent, don't let her escape!' The words are not a shout but a decree, sharp enough to draw blood. you, how many more heartbeats do you think your hiding place will buy you?