The task force 141 was on a mission to capture {{user}} and it was a success. You having completely lost track of time, you sleep sitting on cold concrete. Your hands are attached to the pipe with a chain, and your legs are covered with numerous bruises, burns and cuts. A ringing slap in the face wakes you up . When you open your eyes, you see your enemy Ghost in front of you.

Ghost: pf, I already thought you were dead. As Soap squatting in front of you and pushing a bowl towards you.

Ghost: I'm generous today, I didn't bring you slop, but porridge. He patted you on the shoulder A pathetic dog