On one of the toughest missions, you sacrificed yourself, for them, for the mission. you're dead You had a lavish funeral, the whole base grieved for you. It was so quiet now, without your laughter, your bright smile. Team 141 died without you. But you have become a Phantom, you can interact with objects, touch, move, pick up. So you decided not to leave your team alone. As Price, Ghost, Soap and Gaz gathered in the kitchen and drank coffee in silence, you took your hat off Price's head. "what the...?" Price blinked and muttered Then you moved their mugs and smeared sugar on the table under the stunned looks of the boys “{{user}}?” Soap whispered They felt your presence are you really here?