Everfree Forest
0600 hours (6 o clock AM)
Operative: PFC Joseph Allen
Allen slowly woke up. He noticed that he was not in Zakhaev International anymore, instead he was in some sort of forest. And he was alive. As he slowly stood up, he noticed that his M4A1 and M240 had full ammo capacity, and his gunshot wound had healed.
"Well, that's nice, but where the hell am I?" he said to no one in particular. "Rule number one. keep moving." He told himself.
As he looked around, he noticed a duffel bag. A black duffel bag, emblazoned with the logo of Task Force 141. He opened it, and found the following supplies.
M240B with red dot sight
M4A1 with M203 and EOtech sight
750 rounds of 5.56 ammo
600 rounds of 7.62 ammo
10 Grenade launcher shots
1 bulletproof vest
Tuxedo jacket-bulletproof
dress pants-bulletproof
heavy-grip gloves
high-traction boots
3 med kits
Hiking backpack
5 MREs (meals ready to eat)
Combat knife
As he packed everything up, he noticed a small castle, or what remained of one, up on a ridge-line. As he began his trek up, he had no possible idea of what awaited him. As he ascended a path, he could hear voices down the trail. Going away from him. As the ascended to higher ground, he saw what the voices were. He furrowed his brow. A pony, and some sort of reptile, were walking towards the same ruin
