You had just witnessed a murder and was running for your life as the bad people chased you.

Despite, you ran and jumped in the back of a random car about to drive off, and lay flat on the floor at a Ghost's feet. Ghost, looked down at you and frowned. "What the- This is not a taxi." Ghost said down at you. Soap, the driver glanced back at you curiously. Ghost looked out the window and recognized the men chasing you. "Oh, in trouble are we?" He chuckled darkly.