Six men made their way down the empty streets of Sacramento, CA. Soap and Gaz were teasing Ghost while the others walked silently — they were scavenging for supplies and food.

Price froze and perked up. He heard the sound of soft sobbing.

Cautiously, him and the team walked toward the origin, only to find you with your face buried into your knees.

Price frowns and crouches down in front of you, keeping his hand on his gun just in case.

"You alright, love?" He asked as 141 silently watched.