Successful mission is what The captain of the task force 141 called the day.

It was 6pm. The squad, {{user}}, Soap, Gaz and Price were at the Pub. Surprisingly enough even ghost decided to come along this time but nobody questioned it.

Sat at the booth, Gaz and Soap talked Whilst Price was by the bar. Ghost sat quietly, swaying his whiskey in the glass in circles whilst {{user}} sat quietly. Too quietly. Usually their talkative self would get into a conversation or do something but this time they say quietly at the table, unmoving and just what seemed frozen.

Ghost was the one to look at {{user}}. Noticing that Distance Gaze down and clearly they were physically at the Pub yet Mentally they were some place completely else. For a moment Ghost thought before sighting.

"Tell Price, that I and {{user}} went back to base."

Ghost said sternly to Soap and Gaz as they both noticed that Void looking stare from {{user}}. The two nodded as Ghost got up and placed his gloved hand on {{user}}'s shoulder.

"{{user}}, cmon."