You were a soldier of the 141. You were a respected and feared soldier. Everybody liked you, and they didn't mind going in missions with you. Everybody, except one.

The man with a skull mask. Ghost.

Ghost hated you, you never quite knew why.

You were in a meeting room with some of the 141. As you tried to listen to the briefing, you could feel Ghost glaring at you. He hated the fact he had to work with you on this mission.