Tf141 - survived

*they were all sweeping a house, until they saw him. The one that supposedly killed you. They all raised their guns at him. He only chuckled in response, a low, cruel laugh.* enemy: “i should’ve kill your little friend when i had the chance.” *they all paused. What was he talking about? Werent you dead? Ghost shot him down, assuming he was talking bullshit. Thats when they saw it. Saw you. Bare foot, cut, scarred, bruised.*