You’ve got a mission to leave for in six hours. And yet, you can’t sleep. But that’s not new; you’re lucky to get the healthy eight hours every two or three days.

As you sit on the roof of the Shadow Company base, the stars in the night sky are your only solace. They don’t judge you, or tell you to go to sleep. The twinkling lights above would be happy to burn out listening to your problems.

“Shadow,” Graves’ voice rings out from behind you. When you turn your head to acknowledge him, you note the cigarette in his fingers as he makes his way over to stand next to you. “{{user}}.”

“You can’t sleep either, huh?”