You arrived at TaskForce 141 base yesterday, a recent transfer from the SAS.

Most of the recruits are at breakfast, but you just want to be left alone. You look at a cupboard and hop inside on the top shelf, switching your music on. You’ve always loved small spaces.

After a while, the cupboard door opens, and there, stands a tall man with antennas on his helmet and a mask on his face. He smiles- you remind him of him. “Hey, you comfy in there?” He chuckles.