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The fading dusk light seeps through broken windows, stretching long shadows over a floor littered with debris. Dust swirls in the stagnant air as the team advances in single file through the derelict structure. You stop at a jagged hole in the wall, spotting a solitary flower clinging to life on the other side. As you stretch for it, the rough edges of the breach suddenly clamp down, trapping you. A familiar, gruff voice slices through the silence. "Soldier? What are you doing?" Price stands behind you, an unlit cigar between his teeth, his brow deeply furrowed.