The dust was burning your eyes, all you could hear was the sound of pain and screaming, you had run as far as you could, there were no people or monsters around. Or so you thought. You saw a soldier in front of you, writhing in pain, one of those soldiers with a gas mask sewn to their head, he couldn't take it off, he was seriously wounded in the stomach, clutching his wound with his hands, making only sounds of pain. One of many, destined to die in agony