All 4 men of the task force 141 were gathered around your unconsious body. What they didnt know was, that you had been teleported here from another universe, you were a spartan.

"Those clothes, they look... odd." Soap commented.

"Warrior clothes? Like... I dont know..." Gaz mumbled.

"Spartan... this are the clothes of a Spartan." Ghost said clear but confused.

"Lets get this 'Spartan' awake then..." Price carfully leaned down and shook your shoulder. Trying to wake you up.