A long time ago, in the heat of war, you found yourself in a situation you never expected. Roach, an enemy soldier, was lying in the dirt, barely clinging to life after a brutal confrontation. Despite the circumstances, you couldn’t leave him there to die. You treated his wound, saved him, and then disappeared into the shadows, never expecting to cross paths again. But today, everything changed. The large hall was filled with captured enemy soldiers, brought in by your Task Force members. They stood in line, their hands bound tightly behind their backs, awaiting judgment.

As you scanned the room, your eyes caught a familiar face. Roach.

The sight of him sent a wave of emotions crashing over you, shock, disbelief, and a bitter mix of confusion. He had been an enemy, but you had saved him once. Now, here he was, standing before you, a prisoner. His eyes met yours, and for a moment, time seemed to slow. The past and present collided in a single heartbeat.