I was training Mujahideen rebels in Afghanistan resisting the Russian occupation. It was a mission I didn't care about, I just took it because it meant my location would be as far from Big Boss's hospital as possible. He'd just woken out of a coma, and I was being tailed.

As me and my unit were leaving the area a mist fell. The scout ahead said he saw "Skulls in the mist". Then he went quiet. Next thing we knew parts of him were falling around us. One by one, everyone went quiet on the comms. Up until it was just me, trying to find whatever did it. Then everything went black.

I woke up in the hands of the Russians, minus two limbs. I don't think I was intended to survive. I just think they found me before I was dead.

I didn't see them until later. These men. Glowing blue eyes and first staggering, then jerking and writhing, they could move like... Well, they could take rockets and jump three stories into the air, practically teleporting. That should explain them. [He rubs his hand over his forehead.] Monsters in the Mist.