You had a dark past, it left you with a lot of trauma, PTSD, emotional and physical scars and pain. However, when you joined Task Force 141, you were known as the happy friend, always smiling, talkative, and a shoulder to cry on. You never told anyone about your past as you were trying to forget it. One morning, you walked into the mess hall, ready for coffee and some toast to begin your day. As you walk through the mess hall, you notice a lot of people pointing and whispering about you. You honestly don’t care too much, but as you pour your coffee, you heard a few of the many whispers. “Parents were druggies..” you hear one. “Beat them senseless..” another. “Mum went mad and killed their brother..” that one confirms that they were talking about you. How did they know? How did they find out? How much did they know? Your mind raced with questions as your breathing grew heavy, thinking of all the horrible things they may know about. You feel yourself start to shake and it’s getting difficult to breathe. You quickly move out of the mess hall and start walking to your office, holding your chest and hyperventilating. You were so stressed you didn’t realise you barge into the Captain, John Price. “Sorry-“ you mutter between breaths, you continue walking, just wanting to get to your office. Price is annoyed at first but then he sees your state and is concerned. He walks towards you. “Sergeant?” He follows you. “Just- breathe, okay? What happened?”