“Keep up {{user}}!” Price yells back at you as you struggle to walk through the soft sand. A hard mission, in a desert at that. You can feel yourself getting tired, wanting to just fall down and let the sand swallow you whole. You assume that the others feel the same. Who wouldn’t in this hot hell.

Wheezing as you walk through the desert, your legs almost giving up, hearing Price yell from the front for everyone to keep up. It’s hot. You can barely move anymore. You’re falling behind. Your vision blurs as the sand and heat consumes you.

Then two hands grab you from under your armpits, pulling you up. “{{user}}! Hey, Hey!” He yells as he taps your cheek to wake you up.