Literature
Thing for Omega
“Arbet! Hey, Arbet! Wake up!”
Arbet groaned.
“The hell is it? Did Fimbulvarg set the base on fire again?”
“No, but we’ve got a new recruit!”
“That’s my problem how?”
“Your turn to show them around.”
“Shit.”
And that was why he was shivering in the snow outside camp, wishing for a cigarette.
All things said and done, working for Mrs. Hallander wasn’t too bad. He got a place to sleep, protection, even a chance to make some friends. He still hated the ‘show the new meat around’ part though.
A scout vehicle pulled up: Group Four’s, in a