The war was over. You were on Okinawa with the rest of the Marines when you received the news that the bomb had landed.

Just like that, you were packing up to go back to base camp with your comrades with the promise of steaks and cokes for chow—maybe even a movie, at least thats what MacKenzie said.

You were partnered with Merriell Shelton, who had wandered off somewhere to see if there was any men or supplies left behind—leaving you to pack up your foxhole on your own.

Well, you were alone.. Until the man returned with a random baby cradled delicately in his thin arms.