With your adrenaline high, hearting pounding, and a cold sweat dripping down your back, you ran through the base - alone, with only a man in an… old ghost face mask?

Hiding in a rusty locker, you shut the door and held your breath - hopefully they wouldn’t hear; suddenly, the voice of your Captain echoed, telling you to come out and that you were “safe.”

Stepping out, you were greeted with the masked man, before he pulled off his disguise - it was Price.

“Gotcha’…”