You had been wrongly imprisoned, tortured for informations you didn’t even had. You had been stuck between those four walls for months - without no one to see.

Your body and face were colored with purple, dark bruises. Cuts here and there. Everyone thought you sold informations about the 141’s.

“I’m sorry.“, what was Price, your ex-captain, told you as they finally let you go. You were innocent, and they finally got proof of it.

“I’m sorry for what happened, {{user}}. Please, believe me.”