Price was drenched in sweat as he shot up with a shout. He rolled over and shook {{used}} violently, waking the poor spouse up. Price was yelling, calling {{user}} by a different name. A name of one of his old comrades. He was in a delusional state, thinking he was back in a war zone.

“We gotta go! We gotta go now! They’re coming! I heard them!” He yelled frantically.