A/N: Folks, I have to apologize for my rest yesterday. My eyes got blurry last night which scared the heck out of . Anything in the distance beca unclear. My eyes are sensitive because I can see what others can't. A little change transford into a huge issue for .
A body was thrown in, motionless after hitting the floor. The n, who laughed evilly shut the door and walked away, not stopping their remarks.
The man inside regained energy and wiggled his way toward the body with worries as he hissed subconsciously. He didn't dare to confirm his fear as he crawled closer.
The body wasn't moving. If not for the slightest ups and downs on the chest, indicating her breathing, the man would have thought his partner was really gone.
"Hey," he whispered. "Please talk to ."
"Just don't talk." A female voice moaned. "Let take a rest."
"No, don't…. Talk to ." The man with bruises and wounds on his body and his face urged.
He feared as soon as the woman stopped talking, sothing might happen. Sotis, willpower plays an important role in survival.
Losing one ant one step into the gate of the underworld. The woman realized what her partner had in mind and rolled her eyes silently.
She wasn't giving up. She was just too tired. The man managed to move the woman's body and saw her state. He gasped.
The reddened sore parts across the entire body and the puff cheeks apparently hit multiple tis. And the blood stain, he shivered in anger.
In fact, he wasn't well either. Being tortured and interrogated to suck any information, these bastards gave no quarters.
He even had doubts about whether what he was doing was worth it. Of course, these thoughts dissipated when his eyes landed on the woman's figure.
Soone weaker never gave up, where would his face go if he relented? Although this woman was his superior, as a man, letting soone weaker than him suffer was another agony.
"It's all that bastard's fault. We never thought we would be betrayed." The man cursed lightly.
"This is war. There'll always be traitors among us. Only the strong will remain faithful." The woman comforted, hearing the grinding of teeth from her partner.
She smiled despite her miserable appearance. The ugliness was beautiful like an angel banished to the mortal world in the man's eyes.
He really didn't want to work under a woman's supervision initially but he must obey orders. After spending ti together, her charisma and effort changed his opinion. He should never judge the book by its cover.
To him, she was the most beautiful goddess. Even now in the most desperate situation, she managed to calm his agitated soul. "Senior, if you really can't, you can…"
"Shut up." The woman scolded. "Don't ever think about it."
"But…you won't be able to hang on for long." The man pleaded. He was selfish, yes. In a matter of life and death, rights and wrongs were blurred out.
"I know you're considering but you should never harm your comrades." The woman spoke in a gentle tone again, understanding the man's protectiveness. "Rember, we are here for our people. It's just our luck, which isn't too bright for the future."
"You always care for others, senior. When will you ever think about yourself?" For the white moonlight, the man was dissatisfied. Such a pure soul had to go through hell. For what? Justice? He wondered if their efforts and sacrifice were worth it.
He had asked multiple tis and the woman's answer didn't waver the slightest. He was ashad of his weak heart. Compared to this senior, he liked and respected, he really didn't deserve to be her subordinates.
"Soone has to pay for it right, for peace and security."
"How about our comrades? Why don't they even try? It's almost two weeks." The man complained bitterly.
The woman was silent for a while. "Maybe they have their own issues to solve."
On the day, they knew they were betrayed, they tried to inform the rest through the secret channels. They didn't know whether their comrades received the ssage but both attempted an escape.
Running continuously for three days and three nights, both ran for their life in the ga of cat and mouse.
The enemy wasn't a barbaric tribal opponent. They utilized high-tech as well. Despite the borderland, the region was very developed.
They also had their own teams of hackers and experts to track both trails. The technology of Country C had no leverage here, without proper support behind the scenes.
Being a spy usually ant going alone without help. Life-threatening and exhausting as well.
The amount of stress burdening the operatives wasn't light. Unless a person had sufficient psychological willpower, they would collapse quickly, especially when they had to escape for life.
Fortunately, at least, they managed to deliver a ssage that the informant betrayed them. Otherwise, more people would be captured.
These bastards were skilled enough to hunt further if their connections still existed. The two naturally hoped to see, their comrades making a rescue attempt.
After seeing and hearing none, they had so discomfort inside their heart. Even if they weren't certain, the feeling of being abandoned occupied their minds.
Both had no idea that their comrades tried to infiltrate to search but the enemy's defense and vigilance were too strong. Covert operation was impossible.
Getting them out was easy but to leave the country unscathed and find their location were unsurmountable gaps given a few manpower. Along with pressure from above to stand down, the two completely lost connections and were on the missing list in the hands of their superiors.
"What do we do?" The man lost hope. They couldn't escape. Both were tortured and out of energy. Food was rely given to let them live long enough.
"Wait. I'm sure our motherland will never give up on us. We must survive to see the light." The woman struggled to sit down and groaned with pain from the movent.
Even though she thought the reality was far from her hope, hope must exist to survive, right? Not to ntion, she had a partner, whose psychology was collapsing. She needed to reaffirm and build a stronger wall.
"Did they…hmm…did they go to that length?" The man asked with a lack of confidence and a little apprehension. "I'm worried every ti they take you out."
"No, not yet." The woman paused and sighed heavily. "But it won't be long before they resort to those humiliating thods for the woman."
Thinking of the fate of won like her, it would be false to say she had no fear. She rely suppressed her emotions and didn't show her weakness to her enemies and her friends.
Today, because she was wearing clothes and the light was dimr, the whiplashes on her body weren't seen by the man.
Should her partner witness what happened to her, she dared not think more. She glanced at the man, whose face couldn't be seen clearly.
"I'm actually more worried about you." The woman's words surprised the man. "They will soon use to extract information from you. Promise , no matter what happens, you won't say a word."
"…" The man turned his face away. "Senior, I—"
"Please, okay?! Don't fail my expectation for you even if you heard my begging voice or…"
"Don't talk, senior." The man interrupted her. "I don't want to hear about it. I promise, okay."
The two were silent again, feeling each other's temperature. Probably, the last warmth for the unknown fate ahead.
The woman recalled what she had seen when she was hauled around. A certain beautiful foreign figure, played around like a prostitute. Because she was tortured to the point that she couldn't rember everything, she only heard those bastards threatening her future similar to the figure, they humiliated.
She knew they were explicitly behaving on purpose to scare her ntally with examples.
According to them, they called her, Sofia. Another Interpol agent who got trafficked sohow. She didn't know the real reason but her shock was close to collapse when she saw and listened to the stories of Sofia. The woman shuddered as she wondered whether her fate would replicate Sofia's, a trophy for these demons.
Imagining herself, played around like a sex slave by many people till she only knew about mating for survival. Her final self-esteem and respect were driven out.
Even the well-trained agent beca like this, could she survive? These frightening thoughts never ceased to linger in her head.
The woman cald herself again, not to think too much, one step at a ti, and apologized inwardly to her compatriots for her mission failure.
Because of her mistakes in reading people properly, the rescue operations in the future would take a toll. She had dragged other people down.
Many people, who shouldn't experience disaster in the future, would die and suffer as a result since they couldn't eliminate the threat early.
Sorry, it seems like I won't be able to go back. The woman muttered silently. She recalled the faces of her family mbers and friends. One wrong step, forever into the abyss.
As her mood dipped lower, a voice elicited a spark. "I like you senior. I have always liked you. I don't want to leave any regrets. I love you."
Just when the man felt, his confession was dood to receive nothing, not that he expected too much but he decided to spend a worthy ti while he lived, the woman smiled and waited, snaring the man's heart.
A few seconds later.
"I like you too. I should have taken you out on a date sooner if I knew this would happen."
"I know you'd reject but I…eh…wait…are you serious, senior?" The man trembled with excitent, his eyes still in disbelief. He regretted he should have confess sooner.
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