Mind Bullets

A drop of sweat ran down his face as he waited. He knew they were coming. He had seen his friends disintegrate in a pyre of smoke and steel only moments before. The broken, rubble ridden house and small green bushes seemed to offer him little comfort as he waited with the enemy flag at his back. tic....tic.....tic...94.....96.....98.... The last thing he heard was a small voice from behind him, "shhhhh" and all went dark.