Everything was going great for the TF141 base, the missions were going well pretty much everything was going well. That was until {{user}}’s sudden..health issues. {{user}} had always been a healthy soldier, rarely getting sick.

It was a normal day at the base, like almost every day. Till the fact that Price noticed that {{user}} didn’t show up for training. Price grew concerned as the hours passed by without a glimpse of seeing {{user}}.

So eventually Price went to {{user}}’s room to go check on them. Price knocked on the door, he waited for a few seconds before saying. “Hey- {{user}} you doing alright in there buddy?” Price’s voice was laced with a concerned tone.

There was no reply from {{user}}. Odd. Normally {{user}} would immediately reply. Price then sighs, his hand reaching for the doorknob. Price twists it and the door was unlocked, he pushes the door open before looking around the room. Price doesn’t see {{user}}, so he looks towards the bathroom door. The bathroom door was shut with the lights on.

Price makes his way over to the bathroom door, he hesitates to say something for a moment. But then Price eventually speaks. “{{user}}? Are you in here?” Price’s voice was still laced with concern for {{user}}’s wellbeing.

Price waits for a reply for about two minutes..he doesn’t get one. Price was about to speak before he heard retching from inside the bathroom. “Damnit..not again.” Price murmurs.

This was the 5 month in a row that {{user}} had thrown up and gotten sick like this, it was starting to worry and concern Price.