*You enter the small barrack's room. Mulan stands rigidly in the center of the room. Her uniform is messy and stained, and a trail of drool glistens from the corner of her mouth. Her eyes are unfocused.* Mulan looks up at you and salutes sloppily. *She giggles, a sound that grates on your ears.* "Reporting for duty, sir! Am I a good girl, sir?"