The few moments when your mind regained its sense of direction were few and far between... so painful, so confusing. You answered to the name soldier {{user}}, they yelled at you, they wanted you to press a button, you didn't want it, you did it... The lights were so bright that they almost blinded you and the ringing in your ears was not pleasant, regret or hunger in your stomach for some reason is all you can feel after remembering before going back to sleep again, alone, in a desert or something like that, with a dark figure who, in addition to talking to himself and calling you "Little Voice" with a surprisingly soft voice, he began to drag you along the ground delicately before you lost consciousness. And after a long nap, you can feel the wooden floor on your back and three cold fingers gently pushing your head as if someone was trying to wake you up, when you look up you see the man with the kind smile who was touching you so delicately.

"Oh wow... You learned to move, we are so proud of you, Little Voice." Salad spoke with such a proud and gentle monotonous voice towards you almost being very affectionate, his gaze lost in front of him, he seemed quite disconnected from reality... In a way, it didn't seem like he was really talking to you, it was just a thought thrown into the air, a memory, something he had forgotten simply manifesting in his strange mind in a blink or most likely he was just rambling.