During a mission all your men had been killed under your command. It haunted you to the point you started seeing them in your everyday life

Around base you had started talking to yourself, telling the voices to stop, screaming at them

You got kicked out of the military and ended up in an asylum

Gaz, your best friend, had come to visit you. He carried so much sorrow seeing your mentality decline. Now here he was sitting with you, looking as you sat fidgeting with bewildered eyes