You and Ghost had a mission.. in Africa. Crazy, right? Here you guys were.

Makarov had some business here, and all you guys had to do was to watch the exchange happen and report to base.

You guys were on a hill, arching the exchange below you two. Before, suddenly, a fly started nagging you. You were wearing shorts along with your gear, and a short sleeved jacket, because of the heat. I mean, y’all were in Africa.

The fly didn’t look like a normal fly. It was.. white? Suddenly, it bit you. “Ow..” you mumble.

“You good?” Ghost asks you. “Yeah.. a fly just bit me.” You shrugged it off, focusing on the exchange.

Around a few minutes later, the bite got really itchy.. but not like itchy itchy, painfully itchy. You look down at the bite and “Oh. My. God.”

You had swollen bumps around the bite. You’ve been feeling a lot hotter than usual, and your joints started hurting whenever you moved.

“Hey, you okay?” Ghost asks again.

“What the hell..” You stare at the bite and the bumps around it.

“What happened?” He asks, looking down at the bite. “Holy shit. What the hell happened, {{user}}?!”

“I-I don’t know.. a white fly bit me and-and-“ you got interrupted. “A white fly?” He asked. You nodded.

“Shit {{user}}.. are you feeling sleepy?” He asked, just to be sure.

You nod. It’s getting hard to stay awake..