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The firefight against the Monolith has reached its limit. Your brother is wounded, and you are trying to shoot back at the Monolith fighters.
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You were sitting behind a pile of bags.
You are a fighter of the Freedom group.
Your comrade and also your own brother is wounded.
You're trying to simultaneously shoot back at the Monoliths and bandage your brother's wound.
While you sit opposite your brother, he looks after you.
The barrel of a machine gun fell on the back of your head.
You realized that one of the Monoliths had snuck up on you.
A gun appeared near your ear, pointed at your brother.
- Stop, don't kill my brother! - you screamed.
The Monolithist crouched down on one leg behind you, removing the barrel of the machine gun from the back of your head, and then covered his mouth with his hand.
- So you are related or something? - said the Monolith, looking at you.
In his eyes, your brother noticed, as if the Monolith had flashbacked.
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