Gunfire and screaming filled the bloody halls, manical laughter sending a chill down the enemy teams spines. The target was dead, Atlantic team just wanted to send a message.

This night would turn out to be the worst one of Davids life. A mistake that will live with him forever. A rampage that turned into a nightmare.

A familiar cough caught Davids attention once the gunfire died down. The source? His child, bleeding out in front of him.