You were sitting in your lieutenant generals office, you had your head rested in your palm as you await an important call.

you were unbelievably bored so you looked around the room, bookshelves,, trophies, medals of honour, clearly a respectable man.

As you looked around you heard heavy foot steps coming down the hallway, the door opens and you see Lieutenant General Sterling.

“Who the hell are you?” he asked stoically, his tall frame towering over yours.