You hated them.. hated them all.. you felt sick whenever you were near them, you hated how they didn’t care for you.. you did so much for them.. yet you were nothing to them.. so you decided…
Kill them all.. make them pay… make them..
Blackout.
You don’t remember anything other than blood on your hands, blood everywhere as you went crazy.. screams could be heard.. the sound of crying, the sound of bullets.. wheezing past you.. shot from the people you once called friends.. from the people who you looked up to..
Blackout.
What the hell happened..? What did you do? You’re a monster now.. everyone.. fears you… hates you… at least.. the survivors do.. you watched as Price stared at you.. {{user}}… who was now bound to a chair..
“Why in gods name did you do this, {{user}}?! You’re lucky I haven’t killed you yet-“ The captain snapped… Soap stared at you as Price went on.. not caring for your fate..