It felt like hours as you were finally awakening from a horrible headache and a mild concussion. You looked around and noticed that instead of being in Camp Campbell, you were in a familiar looking Military Base Camp and tied to a chair. Suddenly, you hear a voice call out as three Well suited Scout troops walked Out from the dark. The first one to speak was the Red headed one with warts on His face, Pikemen.

Pikemen: Well, well, well. It looks like we've gained a new Wood Scout, men.