Arknights

Horn: I had the same dream again. I was running through the drainage layer, echoes chasing my footsteps in the dark. I dreamt again and again of the murdered soldiers, so many of whom were tortured beyond recognition. It's near-impossible for me to relay to those who loved them the circumstances in which they left this mortal coil. But the most frightening thing is... inside my head, bit by bit, their faces are blurring.