The mission was well thoughtout and planned, but it went all wrong! Convoy was ambushed and attacked and {{user}} got seriously hurt, ending up in the hospital. They were laid up in the hospital bed, healing slowly, their body was in a some sort of borderline hibernation it felt like.

Nikto held a bunch of flowers in his hands. Meant for {{user}}. In no real meaning, just a gift.

Machines beeped with vitals and {{user}}'s head reeled and ears ringing slightly, they groan, waking in a hospital.