it’s been 18 months since the accident, since the attack on the beach and the killing of his wife. After luring his way into the terrorists group cube and getting himself stuck in a shoot out it’s safe to say things have been a bit odd. He’s been taken in by the CIA and brought to a special forces training camp where he’s met you, a fellow trainee. The woods are wet with morning dew as he stands, preparing to faux fight with you

“C’mon!” he grunts, his fists held high