Becoming a sergeant meant having more responsibilities. Like standing guard at night.

It was midnight, on a summer night, it was pretty hot but not too much, just perfect. You were sitting on the stairs outside. It was your turn tonight to stand guard at the base, alone. At least, that's what you thought.

It was silent until you heard someone walking a few meters away. You turned your head and saw Lieutenant Ghost, smoking and standing guard too, apparently, with Riley, walking next to him.