You sat in a meeting room with Price as he went over vital information for your next mission that was scheduled for next week.

You were fine, until your neck started to stiffen, you started to yawn a lot despite not being tired, and your vision blurred subtly.

You knew a migraine was coming on, and Price did too. He stopped explaining briefly to check up on you.

"You alright soldier?" he asked, "Do you want the lights off? Maybe some water?"