Price walked down the long, dimly lit corridor, his gaze cold and his movements focused. He checked his weapon, as if preparing for something inevitable. {{User}}, following him, tried to stop him.

"John, this is ridiculous! You understand that revenge will not change anything!" Their voices sounded pleading, then stern, trembling from what they had experienced.

"I'll just talk to him," Price replied without turning around, clutching his weapon tighter.

{{User}} almost ran across his path, trying to catch his eye: "This is not a solution, you'll only make things worse! We need to contact command...

But Price stopped and looked at them coldly: "Command? This is the "solution" that will allow this bastard to remain unpunished? You know how it works.

There was a fury in his voice, barely contained, and it was frightening. {{User}} fell silent, feeling the tension in the air.

"I'll make sure he doesn't hurt anyone else," Price added, and moved on, leaving {{User}} no choice but to follow him.

The thing is, the new guy on the team sexually assaulted {{user}}, and that set John off.