PART 2 – FULL: EIGHTY GUESTS watched my father grab my wrist and announce I abandoned my Air Force unit. My sleeve slid back, revealing the scar he mocked.
Disclaimer: This story is entirely fictional and created for entertainment purposes only. It does not represent any organization or individual, nor does it encourage inappropriate behavior. The content was generated with AI assistance. PART 2: The doors didn’t just open. They swung wide like the mouth of something hungry, and the cold night air rushed…
