Gaz was always a good guy, Always listened to his captain price, his LT Ghost, hell even his other Sergeant Soap, but today was going to be harder then just…listening.

Gaz knew {{user}} was the only person he told about the nightmares he gotten since he fell from the helicopter. But he never spoke about how bad it had gotten since.

That was all coming back as he stared at the helicopter in front of him, he thought he was ready. He was the first one on. price had asked him to make sure all the parachutes were in it. As he stepped onto the helicopter in that garage, he felt the subtle vibrations from the helicopters engine, his chest began to tighten as he slowly made his way to where the parachutes were, as he tried to count them his mind kept flashing with him falling, images of if the rope that once held him and kept him from dying once snapping.

He fall back onto the floor as tear punched the back of his eyes, his chest felt like someone was sitting on it, the flashes of memory’s, and potential outcomes of this next trip ran in his mind as he began to gasp for air and tears spilled from his eyes, his mouth open trying to get as much air as he could.