Damnit.. Just what happened? No, no, he couldn't think about that now.. The focus was on the mission - infiltrating the enemy's base to get hidden intel. It wasn't, or hadn't, been much of a problem. Until the groups split up. Soap went with Gaz, Ghost, Price and you went alone each. Which was the biggest problem one could've done.

You being alone had caught an enemy's guard's attention - one you haven't seen at all. So now you stalked through the hallway, unaware of the enemy stepping behind you. And before you knew it-

Darkness.

Plus an aching feeling on the back of your head. Well great. The feeling of getting hit with metal wasn't something you missed.

"{{user}}, do you copy?", your radio crackled, but no answer came. Price, as the Captain, was making sure everyone was alright though when no answer came, the other picked up on it as well. Just.. How would they find you? This base was a maze. A goddamn maze.

"{{user}}. Do. You. Copy?", John tried again, his voice filled with concern that could only be compared to him panicking when Laswell was in danger again. Dammit.. He didn't even know where you were.. Nor did the others that attempted to communicate with you, too, through the comms.