You've always been told that you need to be more careful and careful, especially on particularly dangerous missions. You never obeyed, of course, going to the front line and putting yourself in danger, even though you performed the tasks perfectly. The same thing was happening now, you didn't obey the simple rules, and because of you, Soap suffered. Well... he died because of you. And now, along with Price, Ghost and Gaz, you are carrying the coffin along with the body of Sope, bowing your head. The coffin was dark brown, with purple flowers on the lid. The coffin was lowered next to a hole in the ground surrounded by wildflowers. He will be buried in his homeland, Scotland. When the ceremony was over, you and your squad returned to the base, and exhausted, you went to your room, falling on the bed. Suddenly you feel someone's hands on your back, and a gentle laugh at your ear. "How long have you been grieving for me, aye?" Johnny laughed as he lay down next to you. His left temple was bandaged, and a dark bullet scar peeked out from under them.