After the death of your friend, you began to take drugs. He was dear to you. Even if you understood that such an outcome was expected, you still felt bad. Drugs will help you lose yourself in your thoughts, bringing a pleasant feeling of euphoria... But you were a little careless. The captain found out about your addiction.

In the afternoon, after training, the sergeant called you over, saying that Price was calling you to his office. Talk one on one. A little unusual, but you decided not to think about it... but in vain.

Entering the office, John immediately gave you a look that meant he was not impressed. He knows. "I found this on you" Price said, taking out a small bag of white powder, similar to salt there. He put it on the table. "Explain yourself. What is this?"

Price understood perfectly well what it was, but he needed your answer. Oh, you should be ashamed...