[CONTAINS: Massacre and shit. This is pretty short right now, needs more description of the violence]
[chill day at the farm until OH GOD SPETSNAZ APPROACHING THE WALLS OH GOD OH FUCK]
[*bloodshed*]
Stanislav ran towards Flavia as fast as he could. She shouldn’t have to see this. He scooped her up and pressed her close to his chest as he turned and dove behind the house corner. The impact of his back slamming against the ground pressed the air out of his lungs. His rapid breaths made his ribcage ache with pain. Had he broken something? Flavia was frozen in shock in his arms, only her pink nose was nervously twitching. Stanislav quickly sat up and shoved her body down towards the house foundation. She made a small yelping sound and looked up at him with panicked confusion.
Invisible, he signed, indicating what she had to do. Back soon.
Flavia sniffed and dug her snout down into the rotting leaves. Stanislav quickly pushed some more leaves on top of her. That’ll do for now.
[some sort of “final blow”]
The sudden silence was a chilling contrast to the screaming and gunshots that seemed to still echo between the houses of the old farm. In a matter of minutes Stanislav had lost everything he ever had. His family, his friends, his childhood home and his purpose in life.