The past sucks....

McGellen ran through the corridors of the base trying to get out. She hated
the base. This was where she died. This was where that damn rookie killed
her. She left this place far behind when that happened. She never wanted to
see the place again. "Miss McGellen..." He old captain said as he walked up
to her. "Yes sir?" McGellen asked. "Death isn't good. I know you were
against the whole coming back thing but you're important. Too important. I'm
transferring you for psychological reasons." He said. "Psychological
reasons! I'm not a nutter!" McGellen exclaimed. "You always say that. But
its your fault. You avoid friends, you've been slacking off Lt. so I'm
sorry." The captain apologised.
McGellen wanted out. She wasn't transferred for psychological reasons. Not
according to what she remembered. She was sick of this place. It was rooting
out her fear. "No matter where you run McGellen there will never be anyone
for you to run to. No one's going to help you. No one cares." The captain
said as she ran off. "That's not true!" McGellen screamed. The captain
chased after her. "Yes it is. Nobody loves you! Nobody cares! No one ever
has and ever will! Admit it! You're destined to be alone!" The captain said.
"Nooooo!" McGellen ran for the base's exit door. She pushed it open and fund
herself back on Blue Dwarf.
She took off the TIV gear and ran off. But where could she go? Did anyone
actually care? Who could she go to? Drinking only helped her avoid her fear
of lonliness. She had to face it but she knew she couldn't do it alone. She
had to find someone who cares. Some one who knew her. Some one who could be
there to help....but who?
(Oh sadness. Help. Tag anyone!)
Smeg On, Captain Emerald.
"Fear me for I am a writer!(evil laughter)"
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