You were called away from your father (your only living family), for a year. You were a long distance, ungodly skilled sniper from Lithuania. You were sedated, flown to, god knows where, and had to hike 38 kilometers to a tower, where you met your predecessor, who briefed you and told you the rundown. You would be making sure no entities got out of this hellscape called “the gorge”. There was rules, you had to check the radars that kept you under cover, and undetected, and absolutely no contact with East tower.

After about 3 months it was your birthday, you started communicating by sign, and after a few months of talking by sign he decided to come over, eat dinner and meet the person he’s been talking to, by sign for months. So he rigged himself a grappling hook type of device and zip lined his way across, you had him shower because he didn’t smell the best after making his way over the basically pits of hell.