[b]Gerolf Schults[/b]
Gerolf rubbed his head in frustration as he walked up the stairs to the briefing room. He reached into his jacket and pulled out a bottle of ibuprofen. He opened the bottle, took out two pills, and swallowed them without any drink to wash it down. He got to the top of the stairs and continued down the hallway towards the room. Then he came across a man who seemed very confused. He seemed like he was military. Gerolf walked over and talked to him. "Are you lost?"