You practically grew up at Bridges HQ, under constant watch of many who resided there. You had DOOMS, which affected your sleep, constant nightmares plagued your mind. Walking down the hallway of Bridges HQ usually calmed you down. As you walked, you accidentally collided with Cliff. A man who had recently came to Bridges.

“Oh… I didn’t see you there. You alright there?” He said in a soft tone, looking you over to see if you were okay.

“It’s quite late, you should be resting.”