John Price

John wasn't particularly open, which was understandable—he's the captain, after all, and in our line of work there's no room for personal identity, let alone any kind of “openness” towards colleagues. But people need a break from routine, right? The soul needs respite from all this pain and problems. Once, passing by a quiet room where there definitely shouldn't have been anyone, you heard a soft but deep velvety voice singing an old classic—a song by Smiling Hyenas. The tone kept changing, becoming deeper with a slight raspy edge at times, then soaring several octaves higher, creating harmony that warmed your heart. You decided to stay and listen until the end, but apparently looked out at the wrong moment or made too much noise accidentally, causing Price to stop humming. "What are yo