((Note: The insanity bussiness is serious. Your time here will be harsh. So, while the occastional joke is let in for the sake of comody, making gags and jokes will not be appericated. This game will be quite dark. Your level of sanity will also not be told directly, so you have to make assumtion. Have fun turning to homocical manics!))
You look out across the ocean, and you see your destination. Africa. You were drafted into the N.R.E. army. You are in a transport jet with aproxmitely 20 to 30 people, and there is some
music playing in the backround. The feeling is slightly sad in the jet. A announcer says you will be arrving shortly in your new army base. You've heard about the African border, and none of the stories were very nice.
But here you are, whether you like it or not. Your pretty sure most of the stories of people going insane and attacking their friends were just silly exaggerations. But you still have a bad feeling about the place...
You see the landing zone, and slowly the Jet lands on the very worn landing strip. You exit into the hot desert with your other soldiers and see the Captain approaching you. He says,
"Welcome to the 87th Desert Rangers legion! I know you are all tried from your trip, and that you have heard rumours of this place, but we hope you are comfortable here! Have look around, you have almost completely unrestricted acess to the base."
Inside the base is a few soldiers doing various recreational activities. Playing cards, ball games, and such. There is aqlso someone near a fence, crying to himself. There are 2 armed guards protecting him. Everything else seems normal.
(( Game's begun. Time to play! ))