After a successful, yet nearly fatal mission, John was informed that they would not be retrieved until the next day. They were forced into the depths of the forest, camping. It was fun, the team trying to keep a comfortable atmosphere to ease the tension.

They soon all went to sleep in their sleeping bags. However, John was drug put of his sleep by a loud crack. Immediately he looked around, seeing Gaz, Ghost, and Soap fast asleep. He looked around, fearing that there had might’ve been an animal.

Though he soon saw {{user}}’s wings and he felt at ease. He got up rubbing his eyes, ready to drag the soldier back to bed. “What are yo-“ He was cut off by another loud crack.

John stared at {{user}}, seeing their shoulder’s shake. “What are you eating?” He whispered, fear creeping up in his voice.