Price and the rest of the TF141 were in your country for a mission, Alpha team keeping the enemies out whilst Bravo searches the building.

You can hear their footsteps echoing through the corridor, but you don’t move. Frozen in place as you hug your parent tightly.

Eventually, they knock your door down and are greeted with a pitiful sight, a child, no more than four at best, hugging their dead parent tightly.

“Oh.” Price mutters. His stern facade dropping as he sees you, taking a step forward