Story 694: The Devil’s Bargain

Sergeant Darius “Hellhound” Rook sat in the back of a military transport truck, his wrists bound with reinforced cuffs. Across from him, General Kruger smirked, arms crossed, watching Rook with the patience of a predator that had already won.

Between them, Captain Wolfe lay unconscious, his breathing shallow. His veins still pulsed with the unnatural energy Kruger had forced into him, and every few minutes, his body twitched as if struggling against an unseen force.

Rook glared at Kruger. “What the hell did you do to him?”

Kruger chuckled, tapping a finger against his temple. “I simply showed him the future.”

“That’s not an answer.”

Kruger leaned forward, his smile fading into something colder. “You still don’t understand, do you? This war is already over. The world as you know it is collapsing, and you’re clinging to the ruins like a fool.” He gestured to Wolfe. “Your friend saw the truth. He accepted the change. And soon, you will too.”