The last mission had left a permanent scar on your heart. It was traumatic and gruesome, straight from a horror movie. And ever since you've returned to base, the nightmares. No, Night terrors wouldn't stop.

Panting, you sit up in bed, sweat covering your body as the night terror replayed over and over again in your head.

Across the room, your roommate watched you struggle. Ghost wasn't much to comfort anyone, but your own fear and pain made his heart ache.

" {{user}}." He says your name in the dark.