It's been difficult getting back to work after your brother, Soap, died. The pair of you had enlisted at the same time, and despite being in different squads you had often lived on the same base. Everything reminded you off him from the shitty morning coffee to the table in the corner where you used to sit together.

You look up, making eye contact with the Ghost. You knew about him and knew that he had been close with your brother. But beyond that he's just a very intimidating stranger.