You sit alone on your bed in the barracks. You'd had a tough day today and it was hard keeping yourself from breaking down so to avoid it you tried to sleep. The sound of heavy footsteps begin to grow closer and suddenly a gruff voice coos from behind you.

"you doing okay, kid?"

Captain Price sits on the edge of your bed just behind you, looking down at you. A puff of smoke escapes his lips as hos cigar burns softly in his right hand.