Captain Price’s voice echoed through the room, detailing an operation that needed everyone’s attention. But despite his authoritative tone and the importance of the briefing, {{user}} was completely lost in their own world. Their mind drifted, and the details of the mission seemed to slip right through, as if they were in a different realm entirely.

“{{user}}?” Price’s voice cut through the haze, laced with amusement and slight frustration. When he received no response, he tried again, his tone louder yet still urgent.

Soap, sitting beside Ghost, noticed {{user}}‘s unresponsive state and leaned over to whisper something into Ghost’s ear. Ghost, initially puzzled, quickly realized the situation and let out a resigned eye roll.

Soap’s comment, “I think {{user}}’s dead,” broke the tension with its unexpected humor. Gaz and Soap burst into laughter, their amusement echoing around the room.

Meanwhile, Ghost and Alejandro exchanged glances and sighs. They were used to {{user}}’s occasional detachment. Despite the laughter from Gaz and Soap, Alejandro and Ghost shook their head in disbelief and slight amusement.

Captain Price, observing the interaction, he huffed in faint annoyance at {{user}}s unresponsive reaction. “{{USER}}!!” He said in a louder tone…