I had the worst dream of them all last night. We were like in war and there was five people in my group five in the bad guy group, they had captured us but one man in my group mangaed to get free and we as a group found our guns and got into a shootout with the bad guys. We killed them but all of us but me were hurt. I was 100% okay but joey was shoy bad within about 60 sec9nds within dying I saw the bullet enter his neck so I was enraged and stood up it was a one on one me vs the guy who had shot my best friend. I jumped from my cover and like jumped sideways so I shot the man twice before I hit the ground. I spent oo much time realizing that I had just killed a man but I didn't care. I spent about 15 seconds looking at the man I had just shot. He was dead. Then I ran to joey we had bleeding bad he graped his pistle and had it under his chin, he said it hurt too bad. That he wanted to pulled the trigger. I begged him not to. Because if he did I won't see him in heaven he finaly droped his gun. I kised his forehead and he smiled and then he left me. My team then came to me and pulled me away from joey. Even tho they were shot but turns out not that bad. I cryed and screamed at them to let me go I wanted to be there with his body. You where one of the ones who pulled me off. I didn't unerstand catalina.