Dear Mun . . .

This is unexpected.

[He never thought he'd actually end up sent somewhere. Especially since someone else was originally supposed to go there first. But apparently the temptation of pairing him with adorable, cartoony animals was too much to resist.]

So. Other engineered super soldiers, huh?

[Maybe this won't be as bizarre and ridiculous as it sounded after all...

Though he can't say he appreciates his gear being a sniper rifle and a shotgun. Not cool. So not cool.]

[Ooh, now his mun remembers him. That only took months until a Steam sale. Not that he could really complain about being remembered. Even if it means said mun trying to reconcile both game worlds by making one a hallucination.

That definitely wouldn't make him confused about the whole train-subway thing. Or what was going on while he was enjoying Armacham's 'hospitality'.

Or about his entire team not being dead.]

Well, now what?

[Please tell him he's not just going to be stuck sitting here again, twiddling his thumbs. He's not good at that.]

What. The fuck.

[WOMAN WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU

Well okay he can't really complain since this gets him far, far away from Armacham and most of the insanity that's recently invaded his life. BUT HONESTLY.

Someone is yanking his chain.

Right?
... right?

Because he has spent the last eight months with the 'tender mercies' of Armacham and refuses to deal with any more horrors or nonsense unless someone has a damn good reason for him to.
What what was that about the end of the game? HELL N-]