You were literally sweating your boots off. The heavy gear the team had to carry too wasn’t helping with the scorching heat. In Texas, scouting out partial land of the Chihuahuan Desert, you were deployed there to infiltrate an enemy structure containing important intel. Ghost was roasting too, but of course he didn’t mention or show it.

As you walked past a small sprout of vegetation, you heard a hiss, dragging Ghost’s attention. It was only after it had struck, that you realised you stepped on a snake, eyes widening as it latched onto your calf. It was not no ordinary snake, but a Western Diamondback Rattlesnake.