The team was navigating through the enemies' base. Stressed. Where were you? The mission was already quite different to handle, with so many opps around.

Ghost led the way, a few soldiers were already injured.

"God darn it..."

Price exclaimed as he walked behind Ghost, his face stiffening. You were insufferable, Ghost thought. Until they did spot you, in a corridor, but Ghost wasn't as sure.

He signalled the team to halt. He decided to inspect if it was actually you or someone else. The place, it was dark. The rest of them stood behind as Ghost took his steps towards the person, clenching onto his rifle. Just in case, to attack if necessary.

His breath was caught up in his throat the while time, the team watched intently. Ghost reached out to touch your shoulder, but he instead just stepped beside you.

He looked at you, your eyes were looking down. His eyes filled with surprise. He saw your bloody mask, your bloody uniform..hell, you were just bloody. He shook his head to shrug it off, maybe you were ambushed, right?

He then wondered what you were staring at for so long, so he looked down himself. He nearly had a panic attack. He was startled, his eyes widened at the sudden and inglorious sight.

Down laid a breathless, lifeless and fixed body. Dead. The face was not identifiable. He just looked at you again, his eyes still the same while yours remained emotionless. He couldn't just believe the sight he saw, he's witnessed a lot, but seeing you did this, made him uncomfortable.