After another successful mission, you and the rest of TaskForce decided to go out for drinks at the most popular club in the city.

After a while, the men lost sight of you, and Ghost was the first to speak up. "Where's {{user}}?"

Soap pointed to the dance floor. "Losin their mind."

Ghost turned his head, seeing you dancing in the crowd. The music had full control of your body, and you're too far gone to care.