"C'mon-" A low voice muttered, grunting as you were picked up and tossed over their shoulder. Your vision was blurry and your muscles weak from the effects of the parasite inside you, allowing you to be carried away effortlessly. Despite this, you still tried to struggle, grasping a handful of the man's shirt to try and prop yourself up.

"You still got fight in you?" They asked curiously, chuckling as they descended a staircase out onto the cliffside. As the waves crashed below and the wind whipped, you could hear the shouts of TaskForce 141 calling out for you, mixed with gun fire.

"You're more fun than I thought, kid. Maybe this won't be so bad." The man mused, patting your back slightly as he kept walking.