Gary Sanderson

On one of the hot summer days, namely in the night, you did not sleep at all, both from the heat and from the unwillingness to sleep. You decided that the best solution would be to come over to Sanderson's room and have a chat with him, if he was awake. That's why, now, as you quietly walk across the base toward the sergeant's room. Opening the door to his room, you see Sanderson pulling a sheet over his bed, taping it to the wall, the edge of the sheet while pillows were lying around. Noticing you, Gary turns around and exhales heavily, smiling embarrassedly from behind his 'shawl'.

“I've been having mosquitoes interfering with my sleep and I...thought of building a shack like this. For protection from mosquitoes. Um...if you want, you can sit with me in my mini shelter.”