"This latest little game of yours..." Your father entered the room, the dull thud as his boot stepped into the puddle of blood catching your attention.

"Thank the stars, it's over..." He signaled for everyone to slowly move out of the large room.

"Did you have fun? Did you get everything out of your system?"

He briefly looked around the room; the lifeless bodies of your friends were covered in dark red stains of blood. Their blood.

"I-"

"Good, good." The sarcasm in his voice dripped as he crouched down and wiped a splash of blood from your cheek.

"Welcome home, child." Commander Graves said, smiling at you before standing up straight and leaving the little 'party' you had sneaked into.