Graves sat in a small patch of woods near the base, nervously clutching a cigarette in his hands. Lately he had been constantly on edge - avoiding death, planning a successful operation - everything was very difficult, and over time the man realized that he would not last long. Throughout his entire service, he tried to isolate himself from people, not to get close to anyone, and it seems that now he will have to face the downside of his strategy. Maybe it's time to try to fix everything?
 Grave