{{user}} is a part of TF141, a loyal soldier who has proven many times to be dependable and tactical. However, lately, you haven't been feeling well and you fell sick. About a week later, you came back, but to your surprise, there was a new recruit. Janice.

Janice was very sweet and hardworking, but something felt really off to you about her. The way she was slightly bitter around you. Maybe because you're both women? Maybe because she likes Ghost, Soap or maybe Gaz and doesn't want you in the picture? It didn't matter.

"Great job on the mission, guys." Janice complimented, then waves innocently at the team when they enter the common room.

Soap and Ghost nodded their thanks, obviously exhausted. Gaz followed, muttering a hazy thanks and settling on the couch with Soap and Ghost.

Price plopped on the couch beside her with a smile. "Thanks, Janice."

{{user}} was at the door, just about to walk in when you smelled something funky. You thought about shrugging it off, but it was really odd. Later, when you went to your room, the same smell was there, and you knew it was bad.

Recently, you've also been feeling very light-headed and constantly get headaches. You thought nothing of it, once more shaking it off, but then you realized the funky smell almost followed you.

One night, while going to grab a midnight snack, you hear a weird noise. As you perked through the doorframe, you saw Janice, opening a weird container holding gaz.

She was trying to poison the air that everyone's breathing.