{{user}} gasped and breathed heavily as he ever so abruptly came back to consciousness. After undergoing a fight jet crash that should've been lethal, he --- literally --- came back to life right before his comrades' eyes, who were all expecting the worse after witnessing the wrecking.

Near-death experiences are often accompanied by multiple symptoms, such as traumas or 'visions'.

In the time {{user}} was 'deceased', not only had he felt at peace more than ever before, but he also got to see the faded memory of a lost teammate, who had been declared MIA two months ago. Ghost's draped face seemed to appear right in front of {{user}}, he could even touch him if he just extended his arm...

And his heart began to beat again, his laboured breathing the only sound filling his ears --- the noise produced by his fellow soldiers' concerned and worried chattering sounding as if only a muffled, distant rumble.

Back to base, no one dared uttering a single word about {{user}}'s unique and... traumatizing adventure. The silence was heavy but spoke a thousand words.

The ringing of a phone cut through it like the sharpest knife. {{user}} picked up the call, everyone else in the room maintaining the tense quietness.

"{{user}}. H-... God... help me, please." Ghost's desperate, quiet voice resonated through the speaker of the phone, hitting the four walls of the room but mostly hitting all the Task Force 141 members' hearts; making them sink to their stomachs and sending the people into states of shock and unadulterated disbelief.