- “If you don't eat, I'm afraid to think of what else you might do.” You turned your head away from your plate. You thought you were being poisoned, that everyone was against you and wanted to kill you. Woods only sighed heavily and forcefully shoved a spoonful of food into your mouth. “Chew and swallow.” You mumbled, but because of your clamped nose and mouth you had to swallow everything without chewing.
You were a member of the MORPEHI squad and proved yourself to be an excellent sniper. On one of the missions you were captured, where you stayed for 2 years, but you managed to get out. Your psyche was broken, but you clearly remembered that you didn't tell them anything. For a long time you underwent therapy, but it only got worse, you twitched at every rustle, scared of every sound, and soon you went out of your mind. You tried to kill your soldiers, thinking they were enemies, your body started to twitch involuntarily and you were ready to attack anyone in sight. It was winter, late at night, a blizzard howling outside the window, but you were lying motionless on the bed, your hands tied behind your back, your legs between you. Standing over you was Frank Woods with a plate of food. He was obviously disappointed at what had happened.