As I sit and stare from left to right, the entrance and new tunnels being dug. I wonder how I got here. The inspector waiting patiently for my story. 

It was the day after my 37th birthday. Walking down the street going to the command center. Hearing gunshot near the FOB would startle me but seeing as this is the final defense this was not something new. I won't bore you on how we made our last stand. Literally standing while holding a flag was a dumb idea, it ended quick.

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I opened my eyes to see a woman sitting on an office desk, an old typewriter to the right of her and a lamp on her left. She greeted me with a warm smile and "welcome please sit down as I read your file". I sat down with my poker face certain that this should fast after all one of God's commandment is thou shall not kill.... Then five minutes have passed and she still reading. "will it be rude to ask question now" I think to my self looking around the room there one door facing the south wall, white wall with a framed picture of clown. "creepy but still nice", on the west wall, the east wall was an aquarium with no fish." how odd" And the North Wall behind the lady was filled with cabinets. With the young lady still reading, I look back to my past even thou I'm 34 deep inside I'm still 14. I still want to swim in lakes, play video games with my online friends. Chat and text to girls just to gleam information about my crush, but most importantly I miss my friends just. With a sight of regret and nostalgia, I said " man I miss playing dnd and being a dungeon master!". Upon hearing this the lady smiled at me again "that can be arranged" she said. Still having nostalgic thoughts I absentmindly said " sure you can" with a smirk. Thats when the wall suddenly moved backwards disappearing, the lady suddenly stood up. " in the new world you will be a dungeon core" she said with face that look like some heavy feeling being lift off. " thanks by the way most people scream or ask questions before we can reincarnate them". With a tone of professionalism she said " thank you for visiting hell, we hope we don't see you next time" and with that I passed out. 

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I woke up feeling strange as if I'm still a asleep, or simply floating. I brush the feeling aside to try and figure out what happened after our last stand, then it hit me I no longer have a body. It seems I hot reincarnated as a dungeon core, what in the seventh hell does that mean. Looking around, we'll feeling around it seems I am in an abandoned chapel. My new body sitting snugly on the alter. A screen a apeared before me I began reading. I didn't realise that there are people camping in the Chapel with me nor did I feel getting taken.