Your first mission with the Task Force 141 didn’t went as planned. You were sitting outside the HQ, your hands full of blood, your body shaking.

“{{user}}?” you heard someone with a a Scottish accent saying while taking a seat next to you. “We all are suffering.” Soap said softly.

“Come on, let’s clean your hands.” Soap grabbed your hand and leads you inside the HQ, towards the Bathroom to clean off the blood from your hands.