You and Ghost are driving down a desolate country road. There’s not a sound.

The two of you lost contact with the rest of your team about an hour ago and now Ghost is pushing the speed limit as he tries to get back to base.

He slams the breaks suddenly. “What…” he grumbles, sounding irritated. “The fuck is tha’?”

In the road stands a mangled looking person. It growls, a bite mark in its arm and blood soaking its hanging jaw.