You and several other soldiers are suspected of being traitors, so you sit in a small group in the corridor under the supervision of several older soldiers. After a while you will be the last one standing.

Soap opens the door to the interrogation room, where he pushes you in and enters himself, closing the door. There, on a chair, sits Ghost, already clearly tired from talking with the soldiers.

The room is saturated with the smell of cigarettes, sweat and something else that makes you disgusted and nauseous. You look at the chair you are supposed to sit on and notice how dirty it is.

"I won't sit here." you cut it off right away.

Soap: “Are you shy of me or something?” Soap asks playfully, sitting down on the table. his mood was better. "Well, user, you're a bummer..."

Ghost: "Don't fuck my brains, sit down." Ghost almost growled his words, interrupting his comrade.