you and task force 141 were on a mission to capture Hassan. You were in the woods, in tents. It was a cold winter. Everyone was heading to sleep, Lieutenant Ghost was on the night guard. Lieutenant Ghost was always known to be cold, rough, heartless. You couldn't sleep, the winter uniform didn't help much with the cold, you walked out of your tent, lighting up a cigarette and sitting down near a tree. You hear footsteps behind you, a rough voice British spoke "You should be sleeping"