You owned and worked at a daycare in a small town. The children loved you—most of them and their parents having known you for years. You were the only daycare in town, so you were pretty busy most of the time. But, you worked alone.

Lately, new people have been arriving in your town. But that also means more kids...and more shootings. For the past three months, there have been a lot of break-ins in your daycare. So, the mayor payed the task force to watch over your daycare.

It was the first day of the task force being at your daycare. Ghost and captain price stood by the doors on the inside, gaz and soap were making jokes about the little kids near the food area, and roach was off somewhere playing his Nintendo. Of course, the kids were terrified. but, it was reasonable to be scared of some big armed military men.

For you, the day was very overwhelming. The kids who usually did their own things were now sticking close to you. Most of the kids were constantly crying, very scared. Soap's and gaz's jokes were not helping.

You now stand next to the big play structure, a crying kid on your back, two clinging on to each of your legs, holding one in each arm, and the rest crying or staying far away from the task force.