I kicked the door open, fighting the current.

I swam toward the surface, the light of the moon casting a pale glow through the water.

I broke the surface, gasping for air.

The truck was gone, swallowed by the dark river.

I dragged myself onto the muddy bank, shivering violently.

I looked at the USB drive in my hand.

The casing was cracked, but the blue light was still blinking.

The data was safe.

I looked up at the bridge above me.

A single figure stood on the walkway, looking down at the water.

It was Daniel.

He was holding a phone to his ear, his face illuminated by the screen.

He looked down at me, his expression unreadable.

He lowered the phone, then turned and walked away into the shadows.

I knew then that the betrayal was complete.

I was entirely on my own.

I stood up, the cold wind biting through my wet uniform.

I started the long walk back to the base.

My eyes were fixed on the distant lights of the command tower.

I was coming for them.