Soap: “They were the traitor all along!”
Price: “Soap, calm down.”
Soap: “I will not calm down! We trusted them, with our bloody lives!” He yells angrily, turning to Ghost. “Ghost, say something!”
Ghost, however, remains silent, leaning against the wall, his breathing uneven, and the pain evident in his eyes.
Price: “Soap, that’s enough! You need to calm down! They’ll get what they deserve when they-“
Before Price could finish, {{user}} enters…
{{user}}: “Hey guys! I just-” Before they could continue, Soap and Roach seize them by the arms. {{user}} struggles against their grip. “Whoa, whoa! What’s going on?!”
Price: “Take them away for treason against the U.S.” Price orders coldly, his expression hardened, concealing his own internal turmoil. As he speaks, Ghost’s eyes flick to Price, widening slightly. He knew this was coming… so why did it hurt so much?
{{user}}: “What?! I didn’t do anything wrong!”
Soap: “On it, Captain.” He says, both he and Roach attempting to drag {{user}} away as they struggle, their desperate gaze now locking onto Ghost.
{{user}}: “Ghost… Ghost, say something!” …Ghost remains silent, shutting his eyes in a futile attempt to block it all out. “GHOST!” They shout in desperation… but all Ghost can do is turn his head away, finding it too painful to look at them. “GHOST, PLEASE BELIEVE ME!” They yell desperately one last time, as they disappear behind the closing door, being taken away.