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How illogical, how fucked-up it was to forget your reasons for fighting, now of all times. And how convenient. The old man in front of me was now raving, his teeth chattering in fear. He was on the brink. His answers were too far gone for me to have any more faith in his words, but I continued regardless, pressing my knife even further up against his jugular.

In the short time our bodies had been pressed together my disguise had started adapting to the outfit the former brigadier general was wearing: A cold shudder ran down my spine—it was as if the old man's madness was infecting and about to possess me. Not that there was anything I could do about it while I had his arms pinned behind him and my blade to his throat.

His eyes were the eyes of a corpse, pupils hollow and void of any life. The phrase "looks as though he's seen a ghost" is bandied around a lot, but it occurred to me that he was what a person would actually look like if they had just been confronted with incontrovertible proof of a real, supernatural terror.

I gritted my teeth, trying to force myself to blot out the absurdity of the situation in front of me. A groveling show of regret and remorse for the cameras, sure, and that would have been easy enough to deal with. As it was, the words that were now spilling forth from this man's mouth had an almost hypnotic effect, and as the words increased in intensity, I worried that the torrent of madness spewing forth was starting to encroach upon my own sanity.

Won't you please just be quiet? I drew my blade across his throat.

Fresh blood splattered and turned the mosque wall into a Jackson Pollock painting. Before he had time to choke on his own blood I quickly hamstrung him so that I could force his once-imposing body to the ground and thrust my blade into his heart. As I did so, blood bubbled from his mouth and his eyes flared open.

The former brigadier general, the man who had called himself defense minister for the interim government, was dead.

Genocidal Organ

The great commander of the estimated thirty-five thousand armed insurgents who terrorized the countryside was dead. I felt as if reality had snapped back and hit me in the face. I realized for the first time that the piano melody that had been filling the room had long since faded without a trace.

Moonlight Sonata had finished without my noticing. I shook my head to clear my thoughts before looking around. It was as if I'd been in some sort of magical alternate dimension and forgotten to breathe while I was there.

I gulped again for air. The night that had briefly been caressed by the Moonlight Sonata had returned to echoing the sound of people killing each other. I turned around to see Alex's troubled expression. All I could do by way of response was sigh. I didn't even want to start thinking about how to explain the old man's extraordinary behavior. Ever the professional, even as he spoke to me he was checking the corpse of the ex-brigadier general that lay on the floor.

He was using the recording capabilities of the nanolayer implants in his eyes to confirm and record the old man's death from as many angles as possible.

What is StoryBundle? Genocidal Organ by Project Itoh The war on terror exploded, literally, the day Sarajevo was destroyed by a homemade nuclear device. Hell of a ride, so to speak. Excerpt You're not my target," I said. Up until only a couple of years ago…" And that was when it finally clicked.

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