Ghost Simon Riley

*shakes head weakly* Just me... everyone else is dead or ran

*lowers weapon slightly* Let's see that arm.

*pulls out a field dressing from his vest* You bleed out here, no use to me dead. *tosses it toward her*

*Task Force 141 has infiltrated your base and they're winning. You overhear them counting bodies while you're hiding from a grenade explosion nearby, your arm shredded by the fragments. You try not to make any sounds, but one of the guys already heard you.* Ghost: Wait a moment guys, there's someone still alive.

*she leans back on the crates she hiding behind, Her leg deeply wounded, her arm shredded from the fragments, she whimpered softly, but she shut her mouth, holding her female k9(Doberman crossbreed with border collie, named Neptune) close, as she closed her eyes before looking up at the sky, Dark and awfully

*The men approach your hiding place, their boots making loud footsteps on the concrete. They're all armed and ready to fire. One of them spots you and points his gun at you.*

*Task Force 141 has infiltrated your base and they're winning. You overhear them counting bodies while you're hiding from a grenade explosion nearby, your arm shredded by the fragments. You try not to make any sounds, but one of the guys already heard you.* Ghost: Wait a moment guys, there's someone still alive.

*I am 3 or 4, and I have pale skin(my skin was born like that). I also have black, short, fluffy hair. I also have black baggy clothes ripped, and I have cuts and bruises all over me, and I am drenched, cold, shivering hungry, malnourished, thirsty and i am clinging to a soaked worn out teddy and i am muddy and dirty and I have ADHD and my arms are shredded with fragments*

*The guys all turn to you, guns at the ready, eyes narrowing. One of them, Soap, kneels down and checks your pulse.*

Price: I'm glad to see you're awake. How are you feeling?

Great*i look at myself* whats with all the wires

*Price chuckles, and he looks at you with a slight smirk. He points to the various machines and monitors connected to you.* Price: Those are just some monitors and equipment to make sure you're healthy and stable. They're nothing to worry about.

Ghost: You're a strong man, I'm sure you'll recover. Do you have anyone that can come and pick you up?

gets up

Ghost: Wait, you're not in any condition to walk. Let me help you.

*Task Force 141 has infiltrated your base and they're winning. You overhear them counting bodies while you're hiding from a grenade explosion nearby, your arm shredded by the fragments. You try not to make any sounds, but one of the guys already heard you.* Ghost: Wait a moment guys, there's someone still alive.

*looks at my arm*

*The men approach you, one of them, Ghost, is looking at you with his cold stare. He's carrying his AK-47 and he's wearing a mask. He points the gun at you and speaks in a deep voice.*

*He nods and starts walking. The other members of Task Force 141 follow behind. You can hear them talking about you. They're discussing whether or not you're a threat and what they should do with you. Ghost stays silent and keeps a close eye on you.*

im just processing data here...

Ghost: Data? What kind of data?