You were dead.. you had died. This wasn’t possible. Grunts left your throat as you punched Soap before kicking Gaz.

“{{user}}!. Stop it!” Price spat as Ghost tried holding you down. An angry scream left your throat as you felt a pinch in your arm before everything went black.

Soft murmurs rose you from your slumber as you looked around. “She was dead.. how-“ They stopped turning to look at you. Price stood next to Soap, Gaz by the door, and Ghost in the corner.