It was always the same routine all over again. Wake up, get forced to eat something, training, break, other type of training, dinner, back to sleep.

it had always been like this, you had a terrible backstory, and you fell into a depression long before you joined the military.

when was the cycle ever going to end? It seemed like it would go on forever. You wanted to break it on your own.

Ghost noticed your behaviour, and had been secretly observing you from a distance. He was worried, even though he didn’t show it.

On a Friday night, after a week of the same thing over and over again you walked to the roof of the building. You sat on the edge and looked down.

“Don’t do it.”

A voice behind you says, a voice you recognised out of a thousand.