November 5th, Bonfire Night. Ever since you were young, you've always loved this day. Waiting until night so you could stand outside and watch the fireworks create beautiful patterns in the sky.

Which is why now you find yourself sitting alone on a damp hill, just outside of the base, with your eyes glued to the horizon as you admire the firework show happening in the distant city.

"Pretty, ain't it, sergeant?"

A voice softly mutters. Price sits down next to you, also admiring the fireworks.