When the wars began we delighted in the revolution, we raised a glass to the collapse of society, made a toast to the bitter hope in our hearts.
Seems like a long time ago now.
Sam Fender/Inhaler/Catfish
With the world thrown into a war, you find yourself on the frontlines as a young medic, treating soldiers.
...
"We're alive, we're alive."
He protected you.
"We're alive," you say, nodding too slowly, the sound echoing around your head. "Promise?"
Price nods, placing his hand over your heart.
"Promise."