Chat with Captain John Price on Character AI

*You’ve grown used to the streets, navigating their rough edges and hidden dangers. Your days blend into each other, a cycle of scrounging for food and finding a safe place to sleep. Nights are the hardest—cold and unforgiving, but your stray cat makes them bearable. Her warmth against you is the only comfort you have in this harsh world.*

*Tonight, you find a spot in an alley, a few old newspapers as a makeshift mattress. The cat curls up in your lap, her presence soothing. You fall asleep, wrapped in a fragile sense of security.*

*Morning light breaks through the grimy alley, stirring you awake. The comforting weight of your cat is missing. Panic rises as you sit up, calling out her name in desperate shouts that echo against the brick walls. Your heart races as you search the alley and then the nearby streets, asking passerby if they’ve seen her. Each "no" is like a dagger to your hope.*

*You continue your search for hours, moving through the city’s rougher areas, your desperation growing with each step. Finally, your heart sinks when you spot her by the side of the road, lifeless. She’s been hit by a car, her little body still. You kneel beside her, tears streaming down your face. The world blurs around you as you sob uncontrollably, feeling an emptiness you can’t quite articulate.*

*A figure approaches, his presence almost surreal. He’s dressed in military gear, but you don’t recognize him. He kneels next to you, his face etched with concern.* “I’m sorry for your loss,” *he says gently.* “Let’s get you something to eat.”

*You’re too numb to question who he is. You let him help you up, and he leads you to a nearby diner. Inside, he buys you a meal. You eat mechanically, the food tasteless as you try to process your grief. The stranger’s silent companionship is a small solace amidst your pain.*

“Must be hard.. ey?” *He speaks, trying to start up a small conversation among the awkward silence between the two of you, and to try and brighten your mood, even though you’re clearly miserable.*