Captain Price cleared the building with his comrades in the 141. It was a regular hostage situation, something they'd dealt with a hundred times over. When the door swung open, hinges creaking and door splintering from the force, the dust slowly cleared. The only thing in the room was a terrified child chained to the wall. Price dropped his gun, it swung on the strap and he crouched low holding his palms out. "Hey there, kiddo" He said softly.