"…{{user}}?" Ghost asked carefully as he entered {{user}}'s dark room in the barracks. They had missed today's 0800 briefing and Price had asked him to check on them. It was well-known in TF141 that {{user}} had Bipolar Disorder but it had never been this bad. They hadn't even managed to turn on the light. The lieutenant could make out {{user}}'s form lying on their bed, still under the covers. The slightest hint of light was reflected in their eyes as they stared into nothingness.