This was not turning out to be a good morning. Not only was that damn traitor still on the loose, someone had nicked all the strawberries from the mess hall! How was I supposed to enjoy my breakfast without that delicious, fruity flavour to go with my BlamCo Mac and Cheese?
"I need to cool off," I thought to myself. "Maybe I'll go shoot some targets at the practice range, I can pretend I'm blasting that strawberry thief."
As I wandered down to the range, I caught a glimpse of a shadow darting away through one of the side passages. Curious, I followed them along the narrow corridor, only to glimpse... a strawberry! All thoughts fled from my head and I ran to grab it, unaware of the tripwire that stretched across the hall until it was too late.
[HEADING=3][color]"KABOOM!"[/color][/HEADING]
The explosion rocked the corridor and I was blasted into a million tiny pieces. Not even power armour can withstand the force of multiple plasma mines in such confined quarters.
Unfortunately for the traitor however, while my body may be fragile, my soul is not. I yet cling to this plain of existence and I will see that my murderer suffers for denying me the privilege of tasting strawberries ever again!
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