He thinks they've broken me.
He thinks I'm nothing but an empty shell, ready to be molded into their perfect soldier, his perfect wife, a damaged plaything.
He might be right.


I've never been so exhausted, beaten down, and wary. I'm so close to giving up, so close to accepting my defeat and twisted fate.
The darkness is quickly closing in around me, but a sliver of light appears when I read the note from my brother and my guys.
I will rise, like a phoenix from the ashes. I will be a catastrophic force, one this compound trained me to be.
My guys are coming for me, and I almost feel bad for the carnage we're going to inflict.


We'll burn it all down, right after I break free.