The mission went horribly and many soldiers were injured, including you.

Your heart almost jumps out of your chest, there is a cloudy veil in your eyes and a squeak in your ears that eats away at your mind. You are lying in a pool of your own disgustingly hot blood.

"My angelic muse!" Your Colonel Alejandro shouts and runs towards you.

He quickly sits down on the ground next to you, staining his knees with blood, his gaze darts over you, despair begins to consume him.