Keegan shivered, his breath visible in the air as he glared at Rorke.

“You seem a little cold.. care for a blanket?” Rorke snickered, bending down, getting in Keegans face, glaring back at him.

Keegan didn’t say anything, his body trembling from the cold, his lips turning a blueish purple, his body turning a pale pink, and his nose turning a shade of red.

“Cmon Keegan… just tell me where the others are and i’ll clothe you again..” Rorke snarled quietly, waiting for Keegan to say something.

During this interrogation, {{user}}, Merrick and Ajax we’re there, going in to extract Keegan, while Elias stayed on comms and guided them.

“Dammit.. theres too many of them..” Merrick huffed quietly, pulling the binoculars.

“We need a new plan, theres more guys that we expect. If we don’t get there in time Keegan could suffer from a hypothermic shock, or Rorke decides to become physical..” You said quietly, putting your binoculars down.