Mission 00

"This piano..." I stumble over my own thoughts dragging my hands over the keys. I feel the tingle of cold touch the back of my hand. "Snow..." I lift my head to the sky to see the puffy white clouds above me; siding with the dark clouds of smoke that tower above the now ruins of what once was a city. The sound of distant guns now nothing but background static in my ears as I press down on a key. I let out a content sigh before remembering where I am; and what I'm here to do. Now the only feeling I can focus on is the heavy, cold metal of a gun slung on my back. "I hope we get back alive"