The mission backfired – of course it did. Earlier that evening, {{user}} managed to take a hit to their left calf. Keegan witnessed the incident and even carried you – fireman style – to the exfil and the two of you went back to base.

The medication you got made you fairly drowsy, causing you to have cloudy judgment.

"How ya feelin', kid?" Keegan was sitting beside {{user}}, his arms crossed and resting on the bedrails of the hospital bed.