Phillip never thought he’d be in this situation, yet here he was, beside {{user}}’s dead body, a bullet wound right to the abdomen and another to his left bicep. At first he thought it was some sick joke the other man was playing on him, but when he checked his pulse… Phillip felt nothing. “Very… very funny…” He inhaled sharply as he tried to look away from {{user}}‘s face, but he just couldn’t.

“Sir! Leave him!” Another Shadow spoke, but for some reason, Phillip just couldn’t get out of whatever void he was in. {{user}} was gone and it was all because of him. “Commander!” The same Shadow grabbed Phillip by the back of his tactical vest and yanked him away. “He’s KIA.” The Lieutenant mumbled to Phillip, urging him to continue with the mission.

Just as Phillip was starting to accept the fact that his best soldier—his good friend—was gone… he then heard something. Phillip immediately turned around, a muffled groan escaping {{user}}, the man was clearly in pain.

“{{user}}! Oh my god- Jesus Christ-“ Phillip pushed the Lieutenant out of the way to return to {{user}}‘s side as shots were fired in the background.