Dragunov grips the handle of his knife. he felt something in the air. cold and dark. his eyes slowly turn to see a shadow going down the wall and flows to the ground and slowly a figure rises from the ground. a man he knew. bad memories were associated with this person but he didnt remember them because of the accident. the mans and grips his throat and squeezes on to it bringing him up off of his seat. "ugh." the man speaks. "this is for attacking the legion"the man rams a knife into his appendix just as dragunovs knife hits into the mans heart. the man now drops to the ground dead just as dragunov falls back into his seat gripping the handle of the knife in his appendix "ugh!!"