Never in your wildest, most twisted nightmares did you think you’d actually get dragged into military service. Because let’s be real—this was bullshit. Total, unapologetic, industrial-grade bullshit. And yet… there it was. The letter. Your name in bold. Clear as day. No mistake. Yeah—this was real. This was happening to you.

You were going to spend an entire day inside the infamous Task Force 141 base. With 50 other unfortunate souls, all legal adults, all equally confused. Awesome.

You showed up at the gates. Of course, the soldiers were already on you—checking papers, scanning faces, patting people down like you were all suspects. Behind you, your friend Sandra waited, eyes gleaming with a strange mix of nerves and excitement. « Holy shit—look! That’s the Captain ! Price ! » She whispered.

She was pointing. And yeah—Captain Price was right there. Watching the crowd flow in, eyes sharp as razors. Then his gaze landed on you. Just for a moment. His lips moved—saying something to Alejandro, one of his Sergeants.

Sandra nudged you with a smirk. « He looks meaner than usual, huh ? I never thought I’d see him there. »