No Turning Back
The torches made a hissing sound against the stone walls. Their flames were long and thin. These flames made shadows on the granite floor that did not stay still. The air, in the command room felt really heavy. It was full of smoke and people were very tired. There was also a lot of pressure that nobody was talking about. The torches and the smoke and the tired people all made the air feel heavy. The command room was a place where people usually made decisions but now it just felt full of the weight of the torches and the smoke and the people who were very tired.
Johny said to me in a voice "You are really trying to kill yourself with work."
Black did not say anything back.
Not yet.
