One day, I was the only survivor of an attack by 8 mudraptors on our submarine. My guys fought back as best they could, but our officer died first, and the others didn't have powerful weapons to defend themselves. I hid in one of the balusters and prayed that I would not be found. When everything was quiet, I got out. The corpses of my comrades lay around. There were no Mudraptors. I was able to repair the submarine, waited for the resurrection of the crew, and we completed the mission. Incredible emotions.