What else can you do now, Adam? What else can you possibly do to save lives?
Adam stared down at the corpses scattered across the sand, their blood already being absorbed by the desert. The metallic scent mixed with the dry air, creating something that would stick in his nostrils for hours.
You tried knocking them out. You tried being gentle. You tried everything, and they still died. They still—
"We did it! We did it! We killed all of them!"
"We fucking wiped them out!"
"D-did you see me?!"
"F… fuck. I… I think I killed a child."
"Why… why does this need to happen?!"
"I… I still have their blood on me. Oh, my god. I… I killed three people."
"We're all going to pay for this. We're all going to hell!"
He glanced back at his teammates, and while some of them seemed alright with what had just happened, it was obvious most were affected by what they'd just done.
