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97 At the Edge of a Cliff

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97 At the Edge of a Cliff

Within the solemn confines of the military courtroom, an atmosphere thick with tension engulfed the air, saturating every nook and cranny and casting an ominous shadow upon the faces of the gathered spectators.

The culmination of the proceedings had arrived, and the destiny of a courageous soldier, whose life had precariously teetered on the edge of judgment, now lay in the hands of the presiding judge.

General Robert Sinclair, a figure of distinction adorned with graying temples and eyes that bore the weight of his responsibilities, sat upright behind the elevated bench.

His gaze, a fusion of resolute determination and a profound commitment to justice, swept across the room, commanding attention from every individual in its path.

The time had come for the judge’s final pronouncements and the delivery of the verdict, a moment that held the collective breath of all present in suspense.

Without hesitation, he commenced the delivery of his verdict. “Throughout the course of the proceedings, it has become abundantly clear that you knowingly disobeyed the direct orders issued by Central Command. This decision, unfortunately, resulted in the catastrophic outcome that we are currently facing.

In light of these circumstances, this court-martial has reached a verdict of guilt on the charges brought against you. The repercussions of your actions are undeniably severe, as the loss of life is an irreparable tragedy that not only affects your fallen comrades but also deeply impacts their families and our entire nation.

While acknowledging the significant injuries you sustained while dutifully serving our country, this court recognizes the sacrifices you have made. We understand that you have endured physical and emotional hardships.

As a result, we have decided to show some leniency by reducing your sentence to two years of probation instead of imprisonment.

However, it is crucial to acknowledge the grave breach of trust that occurred in this situation. As members of our armed forces, it is expected that we all adhere to the established chain of command and uphold the orders issued by our superiors.

By willfully disobeying these orders, the consequences were dire, and we cannot overlook this fact. Therefore, it is with a heavy heart that I must also pronounce your dishonorable discharge from the military.

This dishonorable discharge carries significant consequences. You will be stripped of all VA injury compensation, including your retirement fund, as these benefits are reserved for those who faithfully fulfill their duties until the end.

The decision to revoke these privileges is not taken lightly, but it is an unavoidable outcome of your actions.

John Smith, as I deliver this sentence, I urge you to deeply reflect upon the events that have led us to this moment. It is my sincere hope that you fully comprehend the gravity of your choices and, in due course, find a path toward redemption and healing.”

As the judge concluded his verdict, he firmly grasped the gavel, its weight descending with force upon the unyielding gravel, resounding through the courtroom.

“TANG”

The resounding echo of the initial gavel strike filled the courtroom, symbolizing the profound weight of the judgment that had just been pronounced.

“TANG”

With the second resounding thud, the fate of all those present was sealed, leaving behind a somber reminder of the irreversible consequences that awaited them.

“TANGGG”

“AAAAAH!” John Smith was abruptly awakened from his dream, startled by the reverberating sound of the third strike of the hammer resonating through the courtroom’s gavel.

His chest heaved, rising and falling with each strained breath, serving as a visible testament to the weight he bore. Within the boundaries of his sleep, haunting recollections of the death of his team members, betrayal of his country and anguish resurfaced, fueled by the unrelenting grasp of post-traumatic stress disorder.

It served as a cruel reminder of that fateful day when the nation he had bravely fought for, the very nation that had inflicted profound wounds upon his being, chose to abandon him in turn.

After taking a few moments to regain composure, he mustered the strength to extricate himself from the comfort of his bed.

Engaging in a fleeting struggle with his own body, he wrestled with the task of standing tall. His one leg, blessed with unrestricted mobility, dutifully obeyed his commands. However, the other leg bore the enduring marks of nerve damage inflicted by a ruthless explosion during a treacherous mission. Its movement restricted, it remained a perpetual reminder of the sacrifices he had selflessly made in the line of duty.

With a determined stride, he made his way to the kitchen, dragging his impaired leg behind him. Upon reaching his destination, he endeavored to open the refrigerator, relying solely on the grip of his lone hand.

Retrieving a bottle of water, he painstakingly made his way to the couch in the living room, lowering himself onto the seat. With a sigh, he switched on the television, intending to spend the remainder of the night there, well aware that sleep would elude him after the haunting remnants of his dream.

Despite the television blaring in the background and his eyes seemingly fixed upon the screen, it was evident that his mind wandered far from the images that danced before him.

Lost in the labyrinth of his own thoughts, he remained physically present but emotionally distant, as if existing in a realm beyond the confines of the living room.

His mind wandered, reflecting on the circumstances that had led him to his current state: a dishonorably discharged soldier, both physically and metaphorically, standing on his last leg.

Usually, he possessed the capacity to calm his own mind and suppress the resurgence of these agonizing memories.

However, today unfolded as a different tale, for he found himself besieged by haunting visions. The faces of his fallen comrades from the ill-fated mission materialized before him, intermingled with the countenances of their grieving family members who held him responsible for their tragic demise.

To compound his torment, the visage of the general who had orchestrated his downfall to protect his own reputation appeared, wearing a wicked smile and taunting him with malicious intent.

Each memory, like a serrated blade, ruthlessly cut into his very essence, amplifying the excruciating anguish that lay dormant within. Tears welled up, streaming down his cheeks in a torrential cascade, their silent descent conveying a profound sorrow that inundated his fragile and vulnerable state of being.

Overwhelmed by the weight of his emotions, he found himself standing on the brink of despair, teetering perilously on the edge of a cliff.

He mustered the strength to rise from his seat, reaching out to grasp the bottle of painkillers resting on the table. Desperate to bury the agony he felt and save himself from the cliff, he sought solace in the numbing relief they offered.

Upon opening the bottle, he discovered its emptiness, serving as a stark reminder that he had exhausted his supply of pills and lacked the means to replenish them. Overwhelmed by frustration and unable to contain his emotions, he flung the bottle across the room in a fit of anger.

After enduring the torment for over 20 minutes, he reached his breaking point, unable to bear the pain and the push any longer. Desperation consumed him as he slid his hands into the crevice where the sofa’s seat cushions met the armrest, extracting a concealed gun that had been stashed there.

Caressing the cold, unforgiving steel of the Heckler and Koch Mark 23 SOCOM in his hands, he found himself caught in a treacherous moment of contemplation.

Time seemed to stand still as he weighed the weighty decision that lay before him. The pain, an unwelcome companion, persistently gnawed at the fringes of his thoughts, a constant reminder of the anguish that enveloped his existence.

After a mere few minutes, he loaded a bullet into the firing chamber, raising the gun to his head. With closed eyes, he sought to gather the courage needed for what lay ahead.

As he took a deep breath, he began to pull the trigger slowly, allowing his mind a moment to surrender at any given instant.

Just as he was about to pull the trigger and end his life, a voice pierced the silence of the room, asking him a poignant question, “Are you truly going to proceed with that?”

John Smith was overcome with fear, startled to the core by the sudden appearance of the man. Reacting impulsively and without hesitation, he instinctively opened fire, unleashing a barrage of bullets at the unexpected intruder.

BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG.

He emptied his entire ammunition onto the man before finally turning his gaze upon him once more.

“Are you finished?” the man uttered, inducing a near-collapse in John’s trembling form. The realization dawned upon him that he had discharged every bullet from his gun at a close range that could be deemed point-blank, and yet the man sat there unharmed, seemingly unaffected by the barrage.

“Who are you?” John asked, his voice trembling with a mixture of shock and fear.

John’s mind was in a state of contemplation and wonder, questioning whether he was immersed in the afterlife or if he was experiencing an exceptionally potent moment of clarity due to stress reaching a breaking point or if the veil had been lifted allowing him to perceive the unseen.

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