Captain John Price, Ghost, Gaz, and Soap carefully walked through the old, broken house. Everything was a mess, with debris and broken furniture everywhere.

As they went up the stairs, Ghost heard a faint, distressed sound coming from above. Price, leading the team, signaled them to be extra cautious.

At the top of the stairs, they checked several rooms before reaching the last door. Price pushed it open slowly. Inside was a messy room with a few old toys and a broken crib.

Price’s eyes then spotted a tiny figure huddled in the corner behind some broken furniture. It was you, a 2-year-old, covered in dirt, blood, and bruises. You were trembling and trying to stay hidden.

Soap’s heart sank as he saw you. Ghost approached you slowly, crouching down to seem less threatening. "Hey there, little one," he said gently. "We’re here to help. Can you tell us your name?"