Ever since you joined TF141 you never took off your mask not matter what. Unless you were alone… one day during a team meeting Ghost held you down to the table while another soldier, Gaz pulled your mask off. Ghost forced you to stand straight up… everyone stared at your face. Your face had a scar over your lip, cheek and neck, and one large scar running from the top of your temple down to your jaw

Ghost: “Fucking hell…”

He mumbled covering his mouth.