"I'm in trouble!"
"I was going to send my interview materials back, but they were rejected, and my freedom was restricted because of it."
"I've met a friend here, Ian, I'll introduce him to you when I get back. He helped me escape."
"We need to get out of here!"
Lance looked calm and asked slowly, "Did you get involved with some military secrets? Why else would they lock you up?"
There were some noises on the line, seemingly urging sounds, along with George's heavy breathing.
"It's completely different here from what they report at home. Hundreds, thousands of people die every day. This place is Hell!"
"They've woven a gigantic lie!"
"Our losses are severe, and I have to take these materials back. I need to tell people what's really happening here!"
"Those people, those young ones, deceived and led astray, they join the army only to be sent to the front lines to die. This is not a just war, nor a necessary war, Lance!"
