I was at that party with a group of my friends and we all thought it was a joke dare. Apparently not. I didn't know Eddie well, and I had never met No...a until that night. She seemed to be a nice girl. She looked pretty hot, too. Long black hair, short, little black dress and thode black come fuck me boots. You know the type. I was upstairs in the bathroom when the dare was made and everyone else was partying in the finished basement. When I came downstairs and saw that a circle of people had. “Is that why we’re doing the extra day?”“Yes. You kept on overcoming simulations that have had others totally stumped. This was the first one to really test you, even then you held out longer than 99% of the others, as well as enabling the only successful evacuation of other Regiments operating in the area that the attack was made in.”“Who the hell won that one?” I asked out of curiosity.“Marshall Delon. He won a pyrrhic victory by getting the Troopers to blow up the power plant. It killed all. There were only four of us instead of six and we did not have support. Most of the time we slipped into enemy areas at night and set up ambushes to kill them.We were one of many hunter killer teams that worked behind the enemy lines. If we were caught we would be killed. Besides command detonated mines the heaviest weapon was our M14 rifles. We all had traded to get pistols and mine was a colt 1911 forty five. Besides the rifle and pistol I also carried a cut down browning semi auto shotgun.The. The track hits the wooden support column and the entire balcony tilts forward and dumps this couch into the track's back compartment, where it is pointing up at about a forty degree angle. The falling debris stops and a door is opened and someone runs out of the vehicle and escapes while the guy in the back of the track is sitting up as if to throw the covers back on the bed he'd been sleeping in, but ... this is not his bedroom, and as far as 'recognizing what the hell just happened' goes,.