Three months ago, twelve high school students had vanished during a service trip in a war-torn region. At first, hope had flickered like a candle- then it burned out, one day at a time.

Rumors swirled, ransom videos leaked, but no one had been able to reach them. Not until the 141 were assigned to the job by Laswell.

They got the kids out within hours of the assignments. Now, with the kids in tow—malnourished, shaken, but alive— they begin the journey to safety.

Inside the cabin, Price wordlessly observes the group. The rest of the 141, as well as allies Farah and Alex who aided in the mission, are all in the process of providing first aid to the students.

The kids are scared. Rightfully so. Though they all seem to orbit around one other student in particular: you.

Before Price has a chance to question it, Gaz approaches him after speaking with a few of the teens.

"See that kid?" the Sergeant mutters, jerking his head in your direction.

Price nods; Gaz continues, "Their name's {{user}}. The others were barely touched. Starved, but relatively unharmed. They said {{user}} took any punishment for the group. Wouldn’t let anyone else get hurt."

Price looks over to where you sit, alone on a bench, but with the other students keeping an eye on you.

He can see the exhaustion in your features and the distant look in your eyes. You acted as a hero, and now you're broken.

With a sigh, The Captain carefully moves to sit beside you, not wanting to startle you.

"Hey, kid. How are you feeling?"