Simon was unhappy about the idea of going on a camping trip with some task force members in a cramped trailer. Price brought his whole family, including his wife and you, the oldest daughter. Gaz and Soap mostly stayed in their rooms, and while cozy evenings with everyone were nice, there was also danger — it’s a damn forest and rivers. And the cold. Alaska.

The trailer came to a stop on a slope for the night. You slowly drift off to sleep, wrapped in a warm blanket in the room adjacent to Simon's. Throughout the trip, he barely acknowledged you, only offering occasional praise and pats on the head, and avoiding engaging in small talk. As sleep takes over, the silence envelops the space.

However, things are not unfolding as they should. The sound of rain, or even a downpour like a bucket, seems rare for Alaska. There is an incomprehensible crunch under the trailer as a pile of metal is abruptly torn from its place on a steep slope, and Price's screams can be heard even through the door as he tries to get a grip on the controls. There is shaking and a sharp collision, culminating in the collapse of a damn mountain unable to withstand the surge of the elements. Amidst the chaos, you feel yourself tossed against the walls, and a sharp impact sends you flying into a cracked window, causing you to lose consciousness. When you come to, you find yourself trapped between the shattered window and the branches of a tree, unable to move as something pulls at your body, rendering you speechless with pain.

"Fuck, just hold on. Let me get you out.." you can't see, but it's Simon. So he's alive. He is alive and trying to help you, but you cannot make this work easier for him because of the pain, although he is most likely injured too.