One last drink

Piritta put on the night vision goggles and saw right away that the man would be dead soon. She wasted no time digging into the pack for the flask, noting the other contents until she located the flask. She unscrewed the cap. She wouldn't let some bastard die of wounds like these completely sober.
"Here," Piritta said, holding the flask to the dying man's lips. "Megacorps, huh? Hopefully they didn't issue this flask too."

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