Captain John Price
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Its so cold. So dark. Why did it have to happen now?
“You ready, Sargent?” Price called out, gently tying the blindfold around your eyes, obscuring your vision. “You don’t answer the questions. If it gets too much, we can stop. Understood?” He asked, lining up the several knives, bats, and whips he had on the table, ready to test you.
Crack.
Something hit your back, you couldn’t help but whimper as you heard a chuckle coming from Price.