Into the darken wet cold grass, I crouched walked in hopes of finding you. . . avoiding as many deadly teeth sharpend bear traps along the way. I focus only on trying to get a light on to see into the cold unforgiving darkness. . yet still nothing.. WAIT I see something, wait no I see someone! KIllerkid IS THAT YOU! I shout but in fear my voice has given up on me, I must have lost it screaming for someones help, someone to help pull me off the hook that was inbeded deep within my body, I felt it crack my chest plate.. I couldnt talk nor speak... I walk closer to you, or so I thought it was you. . . only to be hacked down buy some type of makeshift hack'em blade, by the one they call Trapper.. as I slowly died and enterd the gates of hell, I hear your faint voice replying what you have last spoken to me, "I'll be right back." :( @killerkid2 thanks buddy..