CHAPTER 33 – Chloe

I was really starting to like this training that Zack insisted I go through. First, we worked on shooting. When I hit the bulls-eye—wait for it— twenty-seven times in a row to his fourteen. Zack looked like he had sucked on something sour.

Then they turned on a simulator, much like the virtual gaming that they had on earth. I totally smoked him. My team took out Zack’s three times before he pussied out.

Next, we talked about survival skills, I can’t remember when...