Armistice

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3-1

Alpha, roger so far, over.

3-1 Bravo,

roger so far, over.

3-1 Charlie,

roger so far, over.

There is

suspicious vehicle movement

from subjects

in paramilitary uniforms

at grid 0-9er-

9er-1-4-5-9er-9er-8.

Safety patrol

and cordon required, over.

3-1 Alpha, roger that.

They just pulled out.

3-1 Bravo, roger.

ETA 6. 3 out.

3-1 Charlie,

roger that ETA figure. 6 out.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Hello? Hello?

Hello?

This is 2-1 Bravo!

Contact!

IED device detonated, heavy

machine-gun fire inbound!

One serious casualty!

Come back!

Come back!

Come back!

Aah!

Please.

Please.

A.J. Budd.

My name...

is A.J. Budd.

My name is A.J. Budd.

Wait! Wait! Wait!

Just stop!

Just f***ing stop!

Be nice! Be nice!

F***!

Just wait a moment!

Just... F***!

I will f***ing drop you

where you st...

Aah!

2-1 Bravo, contact!

IED device detonated!

One serious casualty!

Anyone else injured?

Cease fire!

Aah!

Someone's watching.

I'm getting out.

I'm getting out!

My name is

Lieutenant Edward Sterling

of the 12th London Regiment.

I have been trapped

inside this awful place

for what feels

like a lifetime.

I fear I will

never leave it alive.

I write this for whatever man

is next trapped in this prison.

Let me tell you the rules,

which, though unwritten,

you must live

or surely die by.

You will be fed

and watered every day,

the same food

every day, forever.

You will grow to hate

the sight and smell of it.

You are trapped here.

There is no escape

from the house.

It is sealed by unholy means.

The house never changes.

It is eternal.

I have smashed

and hacked and burned,

but every day, I awake

to find it the same as before.

Most important of all...

every day the bell will ring...

Come on, you barmy bastard!

And every day

you must fight or die.

You must prepare for war.

You must kill or be killed.

There is no mercy.

They never stop coming.

You must slaughter

them all...

or die yourself.

These creatures

are unnatural.

No matter what you do,

by morning,

they will vanish...

and when the bell tolls,

they will come

for you again.

Your worst enemy is time.

The empty, endless days

will grind you down to nothing.

Occupation and industry

are key.

Find work or go mad.

If you have succeeded me

into this life of pain,

then I truly pity you,

my friend.

"Improvise..."

"adapt..."

"overcome."

Thank you, Wembley,

and good night!

If not for my faith,

I'd have taken

my life years ago.

If you are reading this...

Then you are lost

and damned like me.

Front support position!

Place!

Arms bend!

And stretch!

And bend!

And stretch!

And bend!

And stretch!

F***!

F***'s sake.

These creatures

are murderers...

Wild things without souls,

rabid beasts to be put down

like mad dogs.

Animals are better

trapped than fought.

I use brains, not brawn.

It's simple enough work.

I use my prison

against itself.

Rope made

from curtain cloth...

attached and used as a hoist

for the beam from the cellar...

Made to prey on

the creature's blinded eyes.

A single sound

is all it takes

to lure them in.

Swift and deadly.

It leaves a subject

for examination.

I've scoured every inch

of this cage,

and now I shall look

elsewhere for answers.

Royal Marines!

Royal Marines!

Yeah!

Come on, you f***ing

snarly grub f***!

Yeah!

Come on, big boy!

Come on!

Come on!

Yeah! Royal Marines!

Yeah!

Brrr brrr.

Brrr brrr.

Hello?

Stand to!

Stand to!

Wait till you see the whites

in their eyes!

Hello, 5-1 Alpha,

this is 2-1 Bravo,

fire mission! Over!

Snarly grub fucks inbound!

I say again, snarly

grub fucks inbound!

I need H.E. and Woolly P.

on my FPF now!

Out!

Stick with me.

Here we go.

Grenade!

Grenade!

Grenade!

Take cover!

The dream comes every night.

Always the same dream.

I lie, pinned

in the cold, wet mud,

unable to rise,

staring at the clouds.

A lifetime ago, I would

have called it a nightmare...

But now...

now I yearn for it.

Every night,

I see the sky again...

and every night,

I'm free.

Com group!

Another endless day,

another hateful breakfast,

another vile death.

A day of grim tedium

loomed large ahead.

I thought to pass the time

by hacking at the cellar wall,

as I'd done the night before.

At first, I didn't see it.

The single brick

I smashed out

the previous day was still

in pieces on the floor.

It had not returned

as I'd slept.

For the first time,

I had changed something.

Maybe there was a way out of

this damned prison after all.

Stand by!

Go!

Come on, Budd!

If you're not puking

in the bucket,

you're not working

hard enough!

Bend! Stretch!

Bend! Stretch!

Bend! Stretch!

Bend! Stretch!

Bend! Stretch! Bend! Stretch!

Bend! Stretch!

Bend! Stretch!

Another day.

I wipe the blood

from my hands

and climb the stairs

to carve my mark.

It feels sinful

to keep score,

but I cannot see

even these ungodly lives

pass from the world

without some small memorial.

In their deaths,

I mark my days.

Aah!

Aah!

I found the crosses.

He climbs the stairs

to carve his mark.

There was a lot.

How do you do 30 years?

How do you

keep yourself... sane?

How do you keep

yourself sane

for f***ing...

30 years is...

28 left.

I've done two.

Done two f***ing years.

Two f***ing...

F*** you.

F*** you for carving

those f***ing crosses.

F*** you!

You know

I counted the days, too?

I did.

I marked my days.

Not with...

but...

but I did it.

I did.

Um, I marked...

and, um...

I don't...

It was nice

for me to find.

I'm f***ed.

I remember my first day.

That's the first thing

I remember.

That's f***ed up,

isn't it?

That's the first thing...

I remember...

Is my first day

in the house.

That's the first thing

I remember.

Not...

Not falling down the stairs

when I was 5.

Not f***ing brothers

or sisters or...

I remember waking up...

and putting on

my uniform...

and looking in the mirror...

and thinking,

"Where the f*** am I?"

And I just...

I just...

I thought they'd come back.

Come back.

I just don't

know what to do...

because I'm

f***ing stuck here...

and I just

don't know what to do,

and I want you

to tell me what to do.

I want you to tell me

what to do so I can go.

Just... Just tell me what

to do so I can go.

Just tell me what to do,

and I'll do it.

I'll do it.

I don't care what it is.

I don't care what it is.

I just want to know,

so I can go!

That's what I want to know.

Did you even

think about that?

How do you think

it makes me feel to...

to... to find that

and to know that that's...

that's...

how... how long

you were here?

How's that...

How's that make...

Oh, f***.

Ohh.

I'm talking to a coat.

Oh...

I'm getting out of here.

IED device detonated,

heavy machine-gun fire

inbound!

I need

immediate helo evac!

Well...

Returning fire

in section 8!

One serious casualty!

Oh, f***.

F***.

Oh, f***ing shite.

Easy way,

or...

the hard way.

Let me tell you

how this is going to work.

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