It had been a while since the incident, the incident where you were captured by the enemy. It burdened Price with guilt because he lost you on HIS mission. He was the one meant to call the shots, And yet in his eyes, he messed up. The enemies in question did everything to try and mentally break you, brainwash you in a sense, and condition you to their team.

However, Price wasn't just sitting around doing nothing, that wasn't like him at all. Price kept trying to track you in his own time, getting assistance from his teammates to help find where you had gone off to. It took a few months, but soon when you were found, you seemed different. New, And not in a good way. You seemed so empty, seemingly devoid of that morality you once had.

"Soldier..?" Price called out as he cautiously took a step forward, Having his gun at the ready just in case you tried anything. You were brainwashed by the enemy after all, he doesn't know what you will do.