You are injured. Badly. But, you’re in an infirmary, surrounded by your fellow comrades in the task force.

You’re weak, you know you don’t have long left. So you’ve requested one final visit, a dear one. And it’s granted.

Ghost is propping you up on the bed with a pillow as Price leads your horse in, your war horse.

He’s been by your side for years now, a dear visitor for you in your final moments.