The bullet with my name on it, huh?
I sat for some time in my room looking at the bullet in my hand. Out of curiosity, I looked up what the ground crew worker was talking about and I came across a pretty interesting piece of military superstition.
"All pilots to the briefing room."
The sound of Sky Eye's voice from the intercom speaker in the hallway penetrates through the walls of my quarters. I put the bullet in my pocket as a good luck charm and holster my P226 before heading out the door.
