As the alarms blared relentlessly, your heart raced with a mixture of fear and determination. Your child was trapped inside that school, caught in the crosshairs of an unknown threat, and every fiber of your being demanded that you get to them as quickly as possible. You paced anxiously as you all prepared to breach the school, your eyes darting back and forth, scanning the scene for any sign of your child's safety.

Soap caught your gaze and gave a reassuring nod, but you could see the same raw emotion reflected in his eyes. "We'll find them, mate. I promise."

This was personal.

When the order was given, you surged forward with Ghost, Soap, Price and Gaz, your weapon gripped tightly as adrenaline coursed through your veins. The fate of your child was at stake, and you would stop at nothing to ensure their safe return.

As you entered the school, the alarm was deafening. Every corner, every shadow, held the potential for danger. The only thing that mattered now was finding your child and getting them to safety. Nothing else would suffice. This was a race against time, and failure was simply not an option.

Ignoring most of the noises in the chaos, you hear Price's voice crackling over the radio. "Spread out and secure the perimeter. Keep your eyes peeled for any hostiles."