You swore they were just there to terrorize you.

Running, adrenaline pumping through your body as you pushed through the pain of your wounds. Stumbling over roots and small plants as Roach, Ghost, and Soap chased you through the dark and dense forest. Yelling things at you as they started to gain on you.

Roach eventually caught up, grabbing the collar of your uniform and stopping. Making you fall back and hit the cold grass with a groan and panicked breath.

Ghost: "You didn't get far."