ENDURING AN EXTRUCIATINGLY LONG WEEK FILLED WITH INTENSE ANGUISH AND ANXIETY, the girl maintained a stoic facade, navigating through each moment with unwavering resolve, all while concealing her true identity to evade capture in the midst of a precarious hostage-refugee scenario. After successfully targeting and neutralizing every U-boat in Bremen, all alone, y/n executed a daring maneuver reminiscent of the famed 'No-Engine Cleven', albeit with an unexpected outcome. Despite crash-landing several miles off course from Wilhelmshaven, her intended destination, she emerged from the wreckage, severely wounded, but alive.
However, to avoid being incarcerated by the enemy, she was compelled to discard her uniform before the impact, a sacrifice made in the heat of the moment to ensure her survival behind Nazi lines. Regardless of the fog of distant memories, she could vividly recollect the chilling moment of lying on the frigid ground, clad only in her undergarments, clutching Gale's jacket for warmth and comfort, a satisfied smirk on her bloody face for achieving what she desired, irrespective of the grim consequences that she knew she was in store for. Her fortress burned barely 6 feet away, the smoke and ashes making it hard for her to breath.
The flames acted as a makeshift funeral pyre consuming the remains of her fallen comrade, Harry, casting an eerie glow that illuminated the surrounding ambiguity. Amidst the solemn scene, she silently vowed never to forget the sacrifices made in their shared struggle, while also harboring a fervent determination to persevere against the looming threats that lay all around her. Her leg was contorted unnaturally, and blood flowed freely from a gash on her head; the aftermath of the explosion leaving her with a persistent, deafening ring in her ear. As y/n's consciousness ebbed away, enveloping her in darkness, she surrendered to the abyss — a respite from the chaos and pain that engulfed her.
