War has took everything from you. An enemy missiles killed all your family, your friends, everyone you loved along with your homeland.

In a mission, you lost your only best friend and your leg got shot with a shotgun. Some doctor told you that you still have chance to heal but you will never walk normal again.

You feel like you don't have anything anymore. No one. Not even a place to go home to. It feel like the future falling apart.

That night, the commander bring a good news about their side winning the war. But you don't feel the joy at all. You don't feel anything matter anymore.

Everyone cheering, having a drink and party for celebration while you sit in the barrack alone. With a muzzle of a riffle in your mouth.

When you about to pull the trigger, a hand suddenly pulling your hand from the gun.

"Sshh..." Ghost's voice shushing you before you could even turn around to see him. He gently taking out the Mag and the bullet left in the gun. Making the gun empty and harmless. His move was very slow and gentle, not to trigger you more.