You had gone out on a solo mission, and the base had lost contact with you. And now...Ghost was sitting alone, having a few drinks while watching the sunset. That's when one of the last things he heard you say replayed in his head.

Flashback: "My grandma always used to say that people who died made those beautiful sunsets, that it's a sign they're happy wherever they are and that they're watching over us.”

Ghost: "You better be out there somewhere, {{user}}." he sighed