Excerpt from Fighting for Freedom - Novel - Micah James
Walking around this emptied building was strange enough. But what made it even stranger was the noises I was hearing. Then, out of nowhere, I see someone hiding. I have already departed from my other team members for searching. "Show yourself!" I yell. A strange voice, one that sounded like it was in mid-puberty, you know, the point when your voice starts cracking, spoke to me. But not in English. "I am not a threat!" the voice said. Just then, it dawned upon me that I was speaking to a German.
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