I stand holding my book and my crucifix. I repel a shambler. The shambler seems as if it is being held back by something. One of the linemen aim their rifle and shoots the shamber. A bomber holding a barrel with a lit Fuze comes up to the lineman and explodes itself and him. I looks around for support for trying to scurry a direction, but I slip, and fall onto my stomach. My legs get tangles in a bunch on wire and spiked balls that the team sapper placed down.

WAIT, DON'T LEAVE ME!! PLEASE!! I DONT WANT TO DIE NOW!!! NOT TO THOSE THINGS!!!! HELP!!!

I try to crawl my way out of the wires. A sapper comes over and destroys the wires before getting tackled my a runner. I try to raise my hand with the crucifix, but the runner had already tore out the sappers neck it then sprints away as I stand up. I sob silently and kneel down to my fallen sapper and hold his lifeless body in my arms.

not like this...