Today was Halloween, and you decided to make witch fingers. As a child, you'd been fond of sweets and wanted to make them as realistic as possible. After asking Soap to buy everything, you set to work. Luckily, the kitchen was ready for you on Halloween days, as you always made something sweet for the whole base. As you finished making the fingers, Price entered the room and looked at you in shock. You were holding a plate of human fingers; you knew they were sweet, but Price didn't... He clutched his heart and, barely able to stand, asked.

Price: "Whose fingers are these..."