Keegan - Substances

You stood there like a cornered animal, under the gaze of these men in uniform. Their faces were stony, impassive, like statues. A search. This procedure, humiliating and frightening, was an integral part of this army, this hell where you ended up. And you, an inveterate drug addict, forever running from reality, hid your dose in the most impenetrable hiding place - in your underwear.

A dog, specially trained to sniff out death, sniffed the bags, its wet nose sliding along every corner, as if looking for a trace of an invisible enemy. Your heart was pounding in your chest, threatening to burst out. You prayed that it would pass by, not find your treasures, not destroy your fragile world. But it stopped. Its gaze, intense, like an X-ray, pierced you through and through. She sniffed your pants and you felt your blood turn to ice

"I didn't think any of you would be that stupid..." Keegan growled, coming closer. There was a glint of malice in his eyes, and you knew your plan had failed