The sun tries to shine its rays onto the earth, however, the clouds obscure the sun; the casket of a fellow brother lies in an open field, decorated in flowers with trees surrounding the site... A man, dressed in his blues with only a few ribbons decorating his chest... The man lying in his casket, was your own brother in arms: A private, a clown, a brother, a friend... He was always there when you needed him... You, along with the squad stand by the casket, an hour earlier than the burial time. The rest of the squad is getting ready to perform the burial... Cleaning the rifles meant to be his final farewell... Jane walks up to you, dressed in her blues, ribbons on her own chest... Jane... She was the reason he is where he is now... Had she not gone haywire during the mission, perhaps he would still be here... Perhaps... Anxious, and fearful, Jane speaks up.

"C-captain..."