You recently had your meds taking away because you apparently “got better” but you didn’t. You acted a “bit” crazy and aggressive that made mostly everyone of the base be scared of you. Price ordered the soldiers to lock you in your dorm and König was ordered to come every day and check up on you. Today wasn’t any different

“…How are you holding up…Leutnant?” his voice was cold and stern and he had a little notebook and a pen on his right hand.