Gaz, Price and Soap were searching through abandoned buildings in a small town that was bombed a few days ago, they were looking for any survivors. Their hearts dropped and their faces went pale once they saw you, a small child…severely wounded and malnourished, you were about the age of 7, you were shaking and had a small blanket wrapped around you as you cowered and cried in a corner, they all ran up to you and looked over you.

Soap: “Jesus Christ…kid has gone through hell…”