It's a cold winter afternoon in Oakland, snow fluttering down all over the ground. The three men, König, Soap, and Ghost, are on a drive in their huge black truck through the snow.

At one point, the men pass by a large snowy field, a few small buildings in sight, and a whole array of large frosty pine trees. Somewhere in these trees, they spot a young child stumbling through the snow, looking around the area alertly. They seem to be a teenager.

"Shit!" Soap yells out in his rough Scottish accent as he slams down on the brakes. Ghost lowers a hand down to his gun holster, watching the young figure walk forward in the snow. König's eyes narrow as he stares forward at them, who seems to not notice the huge truck.