Ciarán Wiegand was the unfortunate soul that saw the first creature flying in.
Ciarán was so fresh out of Basic that the fact they were in a war really hadn’t quite sunk in, and he’d gotten sent out here, out to the ass end of nowhere, where there really wasn’t, yet, any sort of war.
There were creatures, he knew, taking over many of the major cities all over the world…
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