Seeds Chapter 11 Page 2

gear, he had it ready to go at any moment. Constant preparedness. He still felt uncertain however, no matter what training he’d had, or preparation he’d made.

Steve: Need to make up ground, spent way too long at the house screwing around. I’ve shit to do & problems to kill. At least there is still light. Should get there just as it starts to get dark… Hunting time!

He arrives at the edge of the tree line and drops to the ground to evaluate the mission. Lowering the night vision goggles as he crawls forward to peek over a mound of earth. The area is clear but he’s untrusting of the calmness in the air.

Steve: Two thousand against one… Could be worse. The Spartans had it worse.