The Wall

The Wall

         The gunshots faded.
         The woman sagged against the man behind her, not unconscious, but simply used up.
         "Are you all right?"
         "Fine," she said, wiping her eyes. "It's not gonna hurt, is it?"
         "Naw...just don't look." The lie showed on his face.
         "You're next," the soldier said.
         She followed him to the bloodied wall.