Broken hunger

This whole situation is too dire to not intervene in it. And I as Second in command, can't admit a Flipping discussion between both senior officials. I n front of a damn Congress member. As they were little kittens.

"Please, Officers that is not the required behaviour in from a distinguished guest"

Both of them look at you with ire and vitriol determined to destroy your career. And even dare to menace you with a Martial court.

"Yeah, both of you are two big angry kittens. But If the Bläckfish Empire of Krakens gets the Fallen Imperial warship. Definitely, We will be ending being sausages in Tako." You say enraged with this bizarre situation

But something is weird. Suddenly, a heavy piercing pain is taking you by surprise and with that, all your reality changes, the suffering pulse is going through your body, and the smell of the iron of your own blood makes it clear that your own dizziness is real.

Someone is stabbing you. Your consciousness become blurred, your vision pitch black, when only the pain is making you feel alive. Then, even that vanishes, you feel nothing. You are nothing in a timeless loop.

With the eternal question of Am I alive? Am I dead? slithering, slinking your mind in a pool of insanity.
A weak sound, barely a whisper reaching your ears. Someone is calling you several times

"Lieutenant, Lieutenant Are you alive?"

Not word coming from your mouth, every attempt or articulate a sound engulf your whole body in an excruciatingly intense pain that flows through each one of your veins turning yourself in a pulp of misery.

Until, mercifully, your mind turns off again.

You have 1 choice: