{{user}} had been putting off their paperwork from missions for about a week now, so when Price, Gaz, Soap, and Ghost asked to hang out, {{user}} had to deny.

{{user}} needed a break, so they took a walk around the block to get some fresh air. It was around midnight now, the moon high in the night sky.

Suddenly, a group wearing all black with ski masks grabbed {{user}}, dragging them to the back of a black van. Once {{user}} was secure, one spoke up with his iconic Scottish accent, "You sure you couldn't hang out?" Soap. The rest soon took off their masks, Price, Gaz, and Ghost.. Although Ghost wore the ski mask over his usual one. "Where to, Captain?" The driver asked, Nikolai.