They call it a “hallway,” I call it “my first journey.” The giants take it in a few short strides. My goal is to span it’s length without dying.
I’m a new soldier ant. I’m training to be a scout. It’s a pretty select group, only the best can join. But if you make it, you can stand out. That’s all I really care about. It’s so difficult to be in this colony, and just walk around as one of thousands. I want to be something memorable. I want to be like Cinco Bravo, the 5-legged scout from seven seasons ago. He brought back info on the greatest treasure trove of crumbs, crumbs of what the giants call “Goldfish”, that our colony has ever seen.
And being a scout isn’t just about finding good food, or warning the colony of an attack. It’s about coming back with a plan. It’s about finding the food, and the safest route to and from it. It’s about seeing the enemy, and knowing what they plan to do. Being a scout is the greatest thing a soldier like me can do.
I plan to do it. And this is my test. The “hallway.”
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