Ghost and Soap had been searching for you for about a week now. You’d disappeared, and the entire Task Force was worried.

“What has two legs and bleeds?” Ghost says gruffly, stepping over debris.

Soap flashed his light over the room. “Don’t tell me…”

“Half a dog.”

“I asked you not to tell me.”

Ghost heard a sound coming from a door in the corner of the abandoned room. He slowly approached and thrust it open — grabbing your collar and dragging you out. Soap pointed his rifle at your head.