The task force had gone out on a harsh mission. The cold October air made you skin shiver and crawl as if it were covered in bugs. The dampness from the rain surrounded you all and made the ground pretty muddy

When yelling of the enemy was heard you all ran, you ran but got caught on a branch, sending you flying and falling directly onto a sharp branch, the sharp and splintered wood cutting straight through your cheek and into your eye, a guttural scream left you, all you could see was red.