Guns, War And FPS

It was long, dark and narrow corridor. It was lit with bursts of fire from semi-automatics momentarily, periodically. Then there was light, as bright as the light at the end of the tunnel. It was a flashbang that exploded just outside one of the rooms in the not-so-dark corridor (not anymore). There was a door at the end of the corridor…slightly ajar. Another flashbang was slid. Another (big) bang. Once the smoke settled...and the lights came back, I recall leaving the bathroom door slightly ajar earlier in the night. I rub my eyes, “So much for Modern Warfare…” I sigh, shut the door tight, lights out and I go back to sleep.