[ WP ] Write an ending scene that hints at the enormity of the quest that came before it .

Lance corporal Jacobs staggered across the pavement, it had been a long day. Another group of marines rushed past him, no doubt on their way to provide reinforcements. He approached another group of marines and a familiar face caught his eye. `` Staff Sergeant Smith?'' 
 
 A tall man near the back turned to face him. `` Yeah.'' 
 
 `` No shit.'' Jacobs said with a smile, he held out his hand. `` You were my drill instructor at boot camp, platoon 3027.'' 
 
 `` Oh yeah.'' Smith smiling back. `` I remember you.'' 
 
 He looked down at the young man in front of him. His rifle was dangling from his hand, looking like he would drop it at any moment. His uniform was splattered with blood and burned in several places, one sleeve entirely torn off. His helmet was missing, a gash on his forehead covered the side of his face in blood. His eyes were heavily bloodshot, with massive bags underneath. He seemed to stare off into nowhere, only occasionally snapping into focus. `` What happened?'' 
 
 Jacobs regained focus. `` We uh....we got in a firefight... took all night, but we... we got em.'' He looked back up at Smith. `` Just another Tuesday huh.'' 
 
 Smith looked at him concerned. `` Jacobs... it's Friday.'' 
 
 `` Is it?'' Jacobs asked confused. `` Oh... I'm tired.'' 
 
 Smith leaned down til they were at eye level and placed his hand on his shoulder. `` Jacobs, where's the rest of your team?'' 
 
 Jacobs looked around confused for a moment. Then faced towards the burning city he had just left and pointed. `` They're uh... They're back there... somewhere.''
