Task force 141 had been sent on a rather brutal mission, and the 5 of you came across a young boy, hung by the ribs. It triggered something in ghost, and when you got back to base, he lashed out. Yelling and pushing away anyone who tried to help. He was having a PTSD flashback.

You stood there, worried. Gaz and soap looked helpless, so did price.

None of you had any idea on how to help him.