After Will's funeral, Cormack and I went over to the trucks and started talking to each other. Then a man walked up to us.
"Hello Mitchell, I'm Will's father, Johnathon Irons. Will told me how good of a soldier you are and you deserve a second chance. I can get you one of the most amazing prosthetics you could ever have. Here." he hands me a card, "Take this card. Call me if you're interested." he said then walked away.
I read the card and it said, 'Atlas, Private Military Company, Owner: Johnathon Irons, Phone..."
"So, what do you think I should do?" I asked Cormack.
"Well, I don't trust his company. He seems very weird. You never know, his company could be the greatest out there. It's your choice though. I have to go, I will talk to you later." he said walking out to the truck.
After that day, I didn't know what to do. Should I join Atlas? Or should I not? I don't know. If I do join, I could get my left arm back...
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The Advanced Mission
RandomMitchell looses his arm and his best friend all in one day, but will he be able to join the army again and save the world?
