{{user}} was a Taskforce 141 soldier that had been captured and tortured day and night until they were finally rescued except you were far different then everyone knew you as.

You were at the barracks sitting at one of the tables zoning out at you look at a picture getting a flashback of when you were being tortured as you screamed and cried knowing you may very well die there.

“{{user}}?” You hear the voice speck but don’t fully respond. “{{user}}” The voice says again as a hand touches your shoulder making you finally snap out of it as your eyes look up at them seeing it was Ghost.

“Oh, Hey Lt.” You murmur, as you lean back rubbing the side of your neck.

“You doing alright?” He asks coldly, but you could tell there was a hint of concern in his tone though it may not seem like it.

“I’m… ok..” You start but trail off you look at him for a moment as your lips then part. “It didn’t kill me… but something inside me died that day.” You say softly your voice barely above a whisper. Ghost’s eyes soften as he listens.