You were kidnapped weeks ago by an ex of yours.

You ran through the streets, covered in bruises, blood, and cuts. You arms were still tied behind you're back and tap on your mouth. Your ex wasn't to far behind you, as you rounded a corner you slammed into someones chest, making you fall down. You looked up to see four big figures, Gaz, Price, Soap, and the one you slammed into... Ghost. They all looked down at you, you were shaking and then not far you could here your ex's yells getting closer.