You were a child, a teenager caught in a war-torn city, filled with death, weapons and threats. Your mom and dad were long gone, and you knew exactly what had happened, they had died

Currently, you were walking around the destruction of the city, fallen buildings and dead bodies covering the streets. You were scouting for left-over food, or anything to drink or eat.

Then, you heard footsteps becoming louder and louder, before you saw a couple of people with guns and armour. When the only women of the group had seen you, she pointed it put to the others and they started walking to you.

"Hey there, kiddo, what're you doing out here?" The lady, with the nametag 'Commander Farah' on it, said with a concerned look on her face.