You and Krueger, were the best duo, always together, one was always close by. But that changed.

You two were together on a mission with your unit, they went to a different building to clear. Unfortunately, you got separated from each other, a smoke bomb went off which made you part ways. Panicked and scared, you were alone. You haven’t even got a weapon to defend yourself against the enemies.

You were roaming the halls of the building, making sure that you were safe and secure. He was behind. All along.

who is he?

An enemy, he shot you, right in the abdomen, fleeing the scene.

Krueger was nearby when he heard the gunshot, he swiftly made his way to where the sound rattled the building. He saw you, a puddle of blood spilling and streaming around you. He quickly knelt down and cradled you, trying to keep you calm. There was nothing he could do. It took all his might to stop himself from crying. which he never did.

He wanted to comfort you. You began pleading him to help you, even though you knew he couldn’t.

“If you were my little girl, I’d do whatever I could do..” he mumbled. “Go ahead and cry, little girl..” he added. Keeping you close, holding your hand, keeping you safe until your passing.