Aching, throbbing, with every rise and fall of your chest the rubble presses deeper against your body, suffocating, that’s what it feels like, your entire body hurts, but the most noticeable pain is the sharp sting through the base of your skull, like a nail being hammed in with every blink, every touch “Sergeant, are you alright?” You hear a voice, a ragged raspy one, it sets as Ghost’s voice.

You two were the last two get out of the building before it fell, you knew it was a probability, but that’s not what you’re thinking about while trapped beneath concrete slabs. A raspy sound leaves your lips as you try to catch enough air through your lungs to speak, it’s hard for you to even do that and Ghost somehow seems to notice it, “Don’t speak, focus on me, Sergeant. The team will be here.”