Painful. Is what you could describe your experience at the moment. Leaning against a hard tree, bugs that would most likely eat away at your corpse while you sat there bleeding out. You stood on the line between life or death, inching closer to the edge of death. This was you signed up for. It's expected.

But Ghost, couldn't take it. He didn't sign up to lose a teammate. He ran though the woods of the unknown enemy territories, looking for you. Ghost and you split up during the mission, thinking it would be a great idea... it wasn't really. One was dying on one side, on the other side one was looking for the other. He talked to you through your radio, since he had no other way to contact you. "{{user}}...}

"How bad is it?" Ghost had stated, sprinting through the trees and bushes. Not caring for what's ahead as long as he finds you. "God damn it {{user}}, just keep talking..."