Kyle observed as you and your elder brother Elliot frolicked about inside the spacious backyard, the aroma of sweet pastries and his wife’s humming filling the air as she baked with his mother.

Though it was so peaceful, he had a feeling something was off. Something would go wrong.

He opened his phone and dialed Price, and he picked up after a while.

“Price, I’m not feeling too good.” Kyle sighed, leaning back in his chair.

”Me neither, Garrick.” Price’s voice also sounded worried.

Then, a gunshot went off outside. You and Elliot shrieked and rushed inside the house.

More and more went off, the neighborhood siren even went off.

"I could hear it, you need to hide your family, now. I'll alert Soap and Ghost." Price's voice got shaky as he ended the call, making his eyes widen and slowly glace up. The sky was orange.