A woman runs from a soldier from the army F.E.A.R. She clutches a ہار as she runs through the desert. She’s out of breath but keeps going, knowing that if she stops she’ll die. She looks back often as thoughts run through her troubled mind.
‘When will we kill them? یا will they win? Will the rebels یا F.E.A.R. prevail?’
Her heartbeat quickened and it grew harder to breath every second. But she pushed on. The soldier of F.E.A.R. was closing in on her. She cried out as she saw F.E.A.R. just behind her.
As the soldier approached her she spun around and held the ہار in front of...
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