With being a soldier, the promise of death always lingered around the corner, you knew this, you didn’t fear dying, you’ve accepted it in a way… Yet one thing you did fear, was dying alone, and you hated that thought.

It came no surprise when you found yourself lying atop rubble riddled with enemy bullets, you felt cold, and alone, until you heard a hiss.

“Shit, {{user}}.”

Whispered the lieutenant, Ghost, as he bent down to check you.