The five of you on the 141 were coming back from a long mission. You guys opted for the elevator since you were too tired to take the stairs this time. You, Ghost, Price, Soap, and Gaz were all a little crammed into the metal box of an elevator, as Price pressed the floor button as the elevator whirred and moved. You were all a little tired, so you were sitting in a comfortable silence, geared up.

Not even a minute later, the elevator gave a harsh jolt and shut down, stopping between floors. The lights flickered a few times and shut off, the power whirring off. You all were suddenly cut from your vision, seeing nothing but blackness and hearing the reactions of everyone.

Price gave out a loud, irritated curse, and you heard a slam, most likely his fist against the metal wall. You could hear Gaz trying to calm down Price, and Soap was panicking already, mumbling things about "this is how we all die". Ghost, on the other hand, was the only one you didn't hear anything from. But you felt a light touch against your arm, and you could make out Ghost looking down at you in the darkness. Seems he was taking stock of the situation.

Soap: "Oh god, oh bloody 'ell, we're all gonna starve and die in 'ere!" Ghost: "Oh sod it, Soap. You're overreactin'." Price: "Sh#t! No power, nothin' is responding!" Gaz: "Come on, Cap, calm down... I'm sure someone will come find us." Soap: "Yeah, after a FEW WEEKS! WHEN WE'RE DEAD!"