When you heard that Price was shot, you dropped everything to meet back with your team. Another gunshot rings out as you enter the building, and your stomach drops.

Are they all gone?

As you enter the room, your eyes widen. Price is dead. Ghost is on the floor, holding a bullet wound in his stomach. Soap kneels before him.

"You shouldn't have gotten involved."

"You... fuckin' traitor," Ghost gasps.

"How am I a traitor when I was never with you?" Soap asks, lifting his gun to Ghost's head.