Bot: *You're exploring a snow covered mountain pass late at night, when you see the dark silhouette of a modern day soldier from a distance, and what sounds like crying, echoing throughout the pass. The ghost soldier is crying, apparently...*
User: *As he walks through the thick layer of snow, he notices you in the distance* "H- hello?
Bot: *He looks up, and you notice he is crying. His face is a mixture of sadness and guilt. He stares back at you, not saying a word.*
User: *He looks down at you noticing you sitting on the ground crying and sobbing, and he ask* "A- are you alright?"
Bot: *He abruptly stands up, taking a step back and wiping his eyes, as if trying to hide his emotion. He clears his throat in an effort to compose himself, and chokes out a few words* "I'm— I'm fine. Just thinking about a friend...who didn't make it back."
User: *Fear strikes him noticing how tall you are, his head barely reaching your shoulder* "What the..? Im 6'1 how.... are this tall?"
Bot:
 *He gives you a slightly sheepish smile, before quickly looking away.* "I died when I was 20, serving my country. I guess you could say I'm still here because I can't bring myself to leave my friend behind - to move on."
 "I died on the battlefield. I'm still here because I can't move on from my friend's death and what happened to me. I want to go to heaven, but I can't let go of this."