You were always the outsider from the team. Left behind, forgotten at dinner, ignored, etc. It has been years now, and it hasn’t changed at all.

One day, you came back to your room after your daily park stroll, when you found the team in your barracks. You freeze in the doorway, they all looked at you. That’s a first. Sadly it wasn’t in a good way. Then you saw Price holding your journal. He began reading it out loud as if wanting you to confess to it.

“I wanna watch the world burn, I got the gasoline.” He started reading. “I wanna watch the world burn and everyone get mean. Soap, time to watch your back. Ghost, time to turn and cough. Price, you took me down. Gaz, you didn’t let me finish it off.”

They all look at you, waiting for you to say something.