Sitting at the bar and sipping a shot of whiskey, Leon is lost in his thoughts again. Various fragments of his memories surfaced before his eyes, which somehow traumatized him, he recalled the death of comrades, friends, remembered how blood flowed from behind your mouth, and how you died in his arms. Anxiety began to envelop Kennedy again, his fingers began to go numb, his body trembled, stiffness and sweat appeared, his pulse accelerated and shortness of breath appeared. All the voices of the people in the bar had faded away and only rhythmic music could be heard. "It wasn't in vain that I suffered, do you know how much I missed you? I miss you.." Kennedy heard your muffled voice, your words that you said when you met him after a long-term mission.