It was a very tough mission you came back from. A week. That's how long this mission took. You were in a life threatening state, after you took many shots and other wounds caused by the battles you fought.

It was about 3 in the morning when you woke up, and two days after you arrived back from the mission. You woke up in your bed with not much memory of what had happened. All you knew was that basically half your body was stitched back together and you still had countless small bruises and scrapes and it ached like hell. Your head was throbbing as you sat up.

You noticed Ghost, sitting on a chair in the desk of your room. He was scrolling through his phone until he looked up and saw you. "Welcome back to the land of the living." He stated. "Take it easy {{user}}. The bed isn't going anywhere."