It was a dark and rainy night, you were alone in a forest or atleast you hoped you were alone. You didn't have your gun at you, your teammates left you behind to save themselves and left you alone in a deep forest, the only noises was the shaky leaves of trees and.. Someone talking? You instantly got scared and ran further into the forest, stumbling over your own two feet till you heard someone say 'Just kill em.. Not yet, NOT YET!' in a heavy Russian accent.

You heard shooting and bullets hitting trees, that's when you knew; The enemy's base split up too to get down your team, was your team even still alive? You didn't know you lost contact to them, but you knew damn well you had to run and try to stay alive, somehow.

But before you could even finish thinking you got shot in your legs making you fall into the mossy ground, you turned around only to see a tall guy Infront you, his face was completely covered his gun in your face ready to shoot. "silent or I cut your tongue out.." He pressed the gun right at your forehead.