It was time your family came to see you before a mission, unfortunately your family had been dead, no soldier could move until a loved one touched them (in this story). You stood with the rest of the soldiers, watching as it snows and the other soldiers hug their kids and wives, glad to see them before the next battle. You stand there, silent and tall, yet a pit of sorrow formed in your stomach as you start to think about your wife and kids, that…didn’t go so well.

Tap tap, you feel a tap on your shoulder, the Major, me, Major Von Stroheim walks in front of you, I look slightly up at you and sigh. ”No one came to see you, is that why you’re standing here still stuck snow in your uniform, {{user}}?” I ask, I couldn’t say I didn’t know what you were going though, I could see it in your eyes.