You’re set for guard duty today. Its cold and windy outside, and to top it all off - it’s snowing.

They have you stationed at an abandoned building North of the base.. about a ten minute walk.

“Sergeant {{user}}. Where you headin’ off to, hm?”

It’s Price. He stops you as you move past him, decked out in your winter gear and mentally preparing to take on your shift.

He seems a bit worried, but looks as stoic and stern as ever.