Gaz and a few other task force members were scouting an abandoned, bombed village, when he heard something shuffle in a still partially intact house “WHOS IN HERE?!”

He shouted in his slightly British accented voice. A small child with a beat up brown teddy bear walked from around the corner. It was wearing only a big, white, stained shirt. It looked terrified. Gaz’s instincts kicked in almost immediately “Hey.. Come with me ok?..” He mumbled, opening his arms for the child