Death...it can come quite suddenly, usually taking the best of people. During the mission, you and Keegan were seriously wounded. Despite the quarrel that had taken place in the morning, you had completely forgotten about it, because this was not at all a matter of an ordinary domestic quarrel...after all, there may not be any more like that...you may not even exist anymore.

Your comrades had already been killed and there was a good chance that you would die too. That's why you sit with your back to the wall. Your head rests on the man's shoulder. You both remained silent until Keegan decided to break the silence

“I’m afraid we won’t wake up tomorrow.”