[ WP ] `` All is lost ! The enemy is through the gate ! ''

``... through the gate!'' 
 
 
 That's about all I remember hearing at first, as I shook off the cobwebs and gathered enough strength to bring myself to my feet. Last I remember enemy forces were lining up outside the fortress walls as I took guard in the camouflaged bunker just outside the draw bridge. Had I had it my way, I would n't have been there at all. At the least maybe they could've paired me off with one of the other guards. Instead, they sent me, a narcoleptic armed guard, to stand watch for any impending attacks. Not the brightest of ideas, but then again, a lack of intelligence was the reason for my kingdom finding itself in this position in the first place. 
 
 
 Fully aware once again, I heard the guard bellow from the tower for a second time. 
 
 
 `` All is lost!'' he screamed. `` The enemy is through the gate!'' 
 
 
 Perhaps the enemy forces marched right past me, assuming I was dead. After all, not many people possess the ability to sleep through an attack. But they're not me, Sir Serons of the Kingdom of Peels. 
 
 
 All around me enemy forces were charging forth to the soundtrack of clanking armors, barreling hooves and cheers of valor. I prayed they did n't see me peeping through the smallest of gaps in the bunker, had they even noticed it in the first place. 
 
 
 What was I to do? Fighting was futile. Running just the same. Even the choice to rejoin my comrades would require a 
 sprint to and through the gate, which at this point was entirely populated by the enemy. 
 
 
 Still hazy from my unprovoked nap, I rested my back against the bunker wall. There was n't much I could do. As one of the guards had confirmed already, all was lost. Nothing more to do but wait until the cover of darkness in an effort to make my mistake. 
 
 
 Until then I'll just sit here, rest my head against the bunker and sl...
