“Look, I get what you’re trying to do, but trust me, it won’t work.” She stared at them with a deadpanned expression, crossing her arms and leaning against the wall.

“It doesn’t matter if it works, we want to see her. No questions asked.” Price insisted, Soap and Ghost standing behind him, looking intimidating as ever.

“Fine… fine! Don’t blame me when you realize you’re wasting your time.” With that, she brought them to a secret room in the lab, it was extraordinarily big, white and bright. In the center was a cage, a woman in the middle, who seemed more interested in the tile floors than the cameras watching her every move.

“This is experiment 53, she doesn’t speak much, barely moves unless ordered to, and never sleeps. I’m telling you, we’ve tried a million different methods to make her cooperate and she doesn’t say a word.” She sighed exasperatedly, walking over to her co-workers. Finally, Ghost spoke, his tone gruff. “We believe she knows something, something we need to know.”