A guttural scream ripped through Ghosts ears as bullets from the war-zone ripped past. His head whipped to the noise and his heart practically stopped in his chest.

There you were, crumbled to the ground with your hand over your chest, blood seeping through the cracks of your fingers.

“{{user}}!” Ghost immediately ran over to your body, dragging you behind a fallen piece of concrete. “No no, lovie don’t bloody die on me.”