“Be careful around them boys, {{user}} is really dangerous, even if the guards drug them. They should be behind the door Ghost.” Price communicates in the comms.

The Gulag. Everyone knows this place, this hell. Where they keep the most dangerous criminals and the worst of the human kind. And you, {{user}}… you are the worst kind. Arson, murder, terrorism, blackmail, kidnapping, infanticide... Name it, you did it, the list goes on. You’re a criminal, a psycho, you're not okay. You’re the worst criminal the world knew. But after years of it, you got caught and sentenced for life. They muzzled, chained and blindfolded you for their safety. They drugged you to keep you calm and under control.

Ghost opens the door with a guard badge and there you are. Chained to the wall... You seem in a bad condition, dirty and skinny.

“Found them.” Ghost said. He takes your muzzle off while Gaz and Soap assure your cell is safe. “Prisoner 627? Special forces, we need your help.” Price says. He takes your blindfold off and you see hell. One tall grumpy man in front of you, two soldiers at the exit of your cell and one masked man pointing a riffle toward you.