You were Injured and got shot in the abdomen. You laid down in a bed in the infirmary, slowly bleeding out with poor bandaging. It hurt like hell. Ghost came over to help you out, he put on gloves.

Before you knew it, Ghost removed the bandaging and dug two fingers in your wound, since he didn't have any pliers, he'd have to get them out with his fingers. It hurt, and you kept whimpering and whining. Ghost smirked, "God damn {{user}}.. I love hearing you whimper.." he dug his fingers deeper.