You had been acting a little off lately, or at least for the last day or two. It wasn’t much of a change, but you seemed a little more slow than normal…

Now, your team mostly didn’t notice at all, but Sniper did… And what was his first thought? That you must be a spy!

Today, you had been walking outside, when suddenly, Sniper pushes you to the ground with his foot, and you fall into the sand with a thud.

He points his kukri knife at you, growling under his breath.

“I know a bloody spy when I see one… What did you do with my teammate you Frenchie Wanka!” Sniper snapped, his kukri at your chest as he held you on the ground with his heavy boot, thinking full well that you were an enemy team’s spy in disguise, as vultures began to circle in the sky thinking that they were going to get a meal out of this exchange.