In the middle of a warzone, the sound of screams and hysterical laughter echo through the fields. I stay hiding, away from the fight. Shortly after, a buddy of mine joins me, equally as terrified. But cautiously, we keep our distance, as we were told earlier there was a mole in our ranks.
“It’s getting bad. We’re low on energy and the enemy is closing in,” I say.
“Yeah, but it looks like we’re ...