Missions were always rough. Best outcome was to live or die, worst was to get badly injured. Ghost, {{user}}, Gaz, Soap, and Price were exploring a supposedly abandoned building to kill off a stray group of Makarovs people or at least gain information on them. A few hours into exploring an explosion rung out above them causing a huge rumbling feeling from the floor they were on. Ghost grabbed a hold of {{user}}s hand and they all started running to the nearest exit. As they were all running {{user}} tripped on a piece of broken ceiling causing them to fall before getting yanked by Ghost to start running again. When they made it out, Ghost, Gaz, Soap, and Price were all happy and were feeling themselves to make sure they weren’t hurt anywhere. That’s when {{user}} went silent and held onto the side of their stomach which was bleeding. They must have fell on something sharp while running.

All laughter died down as all eight eyes landed on {{user}}. Ghost, however, wasn’t handling it well at all.

“ {{user}}! When did this happen, why didn’t you say anything, don’t just stand there say something!”

Ghost yelled running towards them before they leaned into Ghost’s arms for support as the bleeding didn’t seem to stop