Sharon- United Human Faction- Day 5
“What do you think they’ll do to us when this is over?” Paul asked absent-mindedly, twirling a pen around his fingers.
“When what is over?” replied Sharon, immersed in her managerial duties.
“All of it. The war, the Faction, everything,” Paul explained, less than satisfactorily.
“Are we assuming failure?” she asked, looking over her shoulder with a sly grin on her face.
“According to Julian, our success would be the Faction’s failure. 'We will be crushed by the might of the outside world, making way for something better,' he says.”
“I don’t share that sentiment,” said Sharon, the smile disappearing from her face. “I believe what I say, and I will until the day I die; maybe even after. This is not a war made in the name of killing our enemies; this is a war for our future. I thought you and Karen felt that way, too.”
“I don’t really know what Karen thought near the end,” said Paul, morosely toying with the charred ring on is hand. “She was changing, and I couldn’t keep up.”
“Its not your-“
“Don’t toy with me, Sharon. Just answer the question,” Paul practically screamed, shaken from his dreamlike state.
“I think you’ll see her soon enough, Paul.”
Her old friend left the room then, and she wondered just what had happened to Karen before she left him. It was more important to focus on his fate than his fiance's now, though. His strange mood swings and varying dedication to the cause were worrisome. Almost worrisome enough for her to call Julian again. Almost…
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