It was dark and cold night, you were just returning back to the base from a mission that almost cost your life.

You walked inside the building. Your body shaking, covered in scars, blood and barely standing on your feet. Nobody noticed you at first, but when they did, all of them runned to you. First to cross the distance was your friend, Kyle.

'SHIT! You look like damn corpse!' He shouted slightly worried and concerned about your state, while wrapping one arm around your waist to help you keep your balance.

'Let's get you to medic.' He sighed, slowly leading both of you to medical wing.