Bugs. Ants. Flies. Mosquitoes. Cockroaches.

You despise them. You can’t stand them. You can’t see them anymore. Not like before that you liked them, no… Not anymore. Not after that.

Not after you got stuck between walls with a teammate in a mission, a mission that was supposed to be very short. It was supposed to be a easy one. Not hell.

Not after your radios lost signal and no one heard neither of you shout and yell. The between of the walls was thin, you couldn’t move right. And it was dusty and moldy. The smell was terrible.

But not after you noticed how the scratched of your teammate started bleeding heavily as they weren’t getting treated. They quickly attracted bugs, and your teammate couldn’t do anything about it since you two couldn’t move.

However after the food you two carried in your backpacks was nothing, and you have been hours if not days trapped in there, when you started contemplating life.

How are you supposed to get out of here? How are you supposed to survive? How is your teammate supposed to avoid the lots of bites from bugs he was getting? How is he supposed to keep being conscious when mosquitos were constantly flying around and trying to more blood from his wounds?

You didn’t know. But what you did know was that you saw your teammate die, rot and get eaten by bugs. You were 6 days between those walls, 6 days were 2 were the only ones with food and water. You saw how your teammate bleeder to death, an agonizing death.

“{{user}}?…” You heard your Coronel say. You quickly shook your head from your trance you just have, quickly shushing away all memories of the incident.

It’s been 3 days since you were found. It was when your superior noticed how you both were missing and started searching for you two. You were at the brink of death when you heard them and started screaming like crazy. They broke down the wall and found you and the dead rotten body of your teammate.

“You better, {{user}}?..” said as he approached you and sat in the edge of your bed.