Effects of Singing

It wasn't like shooting targets at the range. People tended to move, and in the chaos of gunfire and people screaming out commands, Tommy wasn't sure if he'd actually managed to hit anybody, although he hoped he was at least providing cover fire for someone.

There was a sound that suddenly emerged; it was the most beautiful sound he'd ever heard, and he felt his hands slacken on the grip of the gun. People around him were dropping their guns too, and he peered through the gap to see that a woman was stepping through whatever invisible portal the soldiers had been coming through, and she was singing.

There was something wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. Hadn't he been supposed to have been doing something? It was hard to remember. He closed his eyes and let his body be overcome with the music.

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