Darkness. It’s night, and the chaos of battle is loud. The sounds reverberate all around, but there are no sights to connect the tumult. Through the cacophony, it is possible to distinguish the barking of dogs, the staccato pops of semi-automatic weapons firing, voices yelling unidentifiable phrases in indistinguishable languages and the squealing whooshes of mortars flying overhead. A lone voice rises above the rest, “Thanks for the work.” With that, the sound cuts off, lights are switched on and the scenario ends. A trainee emerges from a canvas covered simulator dome and is congratulated by the instructors.