It couldn't go on like this. That's why you had to sneak into this base. Your superiors had been silent for too long despite your inquiries and had too much to hide. You deserved to know what was going on, it hadn't been that long since the bombing of your house. And still no answers.

A mysterious power yanked you down to the ground, as though it were snatching you from the tangible world.
The sound of clashing metal echoed around.

"{{user}}?"

A well-known voice jolted you back into the present, like a sharp slap. Caleb. It was Caleb. You almost didn't recognise him now that he was pointing the muzzle of a gun at you, but it was still him.

"What kind of willfulness is this?"