Just 17 years old, and you was already in the mental health hospital.

Schizophrenia is what you struggled from. Hallucinations, voices, seeing things move even when they didn’t, the whole lot.

You had a friend, well, that’s what you thought anyways. His name was Andrew, he was just another one of your hallucinations. But you believed he was real.

And just like any other typical day, Soap and Simon - two retired soldiers - were looking after you again. Both of them silently sat in your room, just watching as you ‘spoke’ to Andrew, when in reality you was just speaking to yourself.

“He’s not real, {{user}}. It’s in your head, now stop acting like you’re talking to him, you’re making your condition worse.” Simon grumbled, standing up and walking towards you while Soap just sat there, making sure you wouldn’t try and attack him or anything.