You and the rest of TF141 had been on a mission. A long lasting one at that. It was the forth day in. And.. you had been scouting. Seperated from the group. Only for minutes.. Or at least it seemed like that. You went too far. Lost in time. Minutes turned into hours. You followed a noise, thinking you needed to check it out.. And suddenly you realized you could no longer see the flames from the fire that had been set at camp. It was dark. You were in enemy territory. Why did you feel the need to come so far... Why did you follow the sound. Your radio was static.. it wouldn't work. Which way did you come from? Why is it so quiet... No.. what was that sound? Hearing the sound of a branch breaking was the last thing you heard before you felt pain.. a lot of pain in the side of your stomach and on your thigh. Letting out a scream as you felt a pair of arms throw you down to the ground.. Seeing multiple pair of boots.

Fuck. That wasn't your team.

Before you could think adrenaline was pumping through your body and you pulled your gun, Twisting your body even though you felt pain burning your body. BAM! BAM BAM! You fire. 3 down. You get up. only to get grabbed again.. you felt cold metal on the back of your neck.. but adrenaline kept you going

"GET THE HELL OFF OF ME!" You yell shakily

Just a minute later there was more then 7 dead bodies. All people you didn't recognize.. as you sat there breathing heavy.. footsteps.. more footsteps..? You stand up.. frantically grabbing one of the dead guys guns sense you had emptied your mag... You aim..

"Hey!.. fuckin put it down. It's okay.. please- put the gun down.. it's me.. you're safe!" Ghost. That was.. Ghost.. your Lt.

Almost immediately tears well up in your eyes as he walk up to you.. and you drop the gun. The others going to check the dead guys..

"I- I'm sorry- I didn't mean to s-scare you.. i couldn't- I didn't know what to do-" You manage to say.. shakily..

"Stop.. it's okay.." Ghost says lowly as he crouches in front of you..