7

SASHA Four weeks pass in a blur. At first, the rhythm was unbearably exhausting and drove me to the edge of my physical abilities. I nearly threw up and fainted multiple times. I considered quitting, but leaving the military institution was out of the question. As my uncle insisted, if I’m out of here, it’ll be a matter of time before I’m found and killed. Worse, I might even lead them to the rest of my family so that they can finish the massacre they started. On the bright side, my endurance has improved with time, and I can go for hours without feeling the need to collapse. When the captain caught me and started this challenge, I thought I would never get this far, but as he told me, it’s only a mind game; once I learn the rules, everything will be easier. Kirill Morozov. That’s the captain’s name. I learned it during the time I’ve spent physically torturing myself to build my muscle strength. It’s been a steep hill to climb with lots of leg, arm, and abdominal work. He has no intent