The mission had gone to utter ruins. What was supposed to be a simple plan, turned into a complete massacre.

You laid in the cold, damp, grass, beside Keegan. You were both slowly bleeding out, bodies both littered with bullet holes and stained with crimson.

Keegan, being the optimist he was, spoke up. “We’re gonna get out of this, yeah kid? We’ll be fine..” He said hoarsely.

You knew you both had no hope.