Splinter Cell: Depressed Retired Agent
Sam Fisher, a retired agent
His heart weight heavy
The bloods drain to the bottom of his pit
His mind slows down
Slow reaction
His eyes are tired
Not uplifting the soul
He thought he's glad
But the feeling inside him
He know he'll miss everything
He walks in the corridor
Alone, and listening to his heart
Painfully beating
Crying inside
Doesn't know what else to do
What to do with his life
People who have been after him
Most are dead, most are still alive
Most of them captured safely
Now the days are over
Sam's thinking,
"My life here is over,
Will I ever be happy again?
Will I finally get to meet the girl of my dreams?
What would I do without a dream?
Without a desired destined?"
He drank a couple of beers
To numb his feelings
He couldn't feel anything
But he saw a girl standing there
Watching him drink
With tears overflowing on her face
It's his daughter
He realizes he set a bad example
He realizes his daughter felt the connection
The connection of pain they couldn't deal with
Sam passes out on the floor
His daughter runs over to him
Calling the ambulance
Bad news
His daughter finds out
Her father's in coma
Lost and out of the world
The sounds of the pulses
Beep-beep-beep-beep
Repeating the sounds
As her daughter sit down near him
Ask him questions like she's interrogating him
When he's in coma, he could hear her
He stands there
All blackness
No movements
He looks around
He wonders where he is
He finds out
He himself alone in his own mind
Full of nothingness
Blank
Her voice echoes the same questions
"Every time I see a kid with a parent at work, I wonder why you don't bring me to your work."
"Where do you work, daddy?"
"Where do you work?"
He screams inside his mind
"I USED TO WORK AT THE THIRD ECHELON!"
But while Sam's lying there
His eyes closed
She couldn't hear him
His real words
Inside his mind
He fell on his knees
He weeps
He has a feeling
He will be lost forever . . .