Everyone is getting ready to go out on a mission. Everyone’s in the weaponry room by their lockers grabbing all their gear and weapons. Last time, Ghost allowed you to fix his locker. Now, he’s never gonna let you do it again.

Ghost grabs his gun and checks to see if it’s loaded to hear the song Symphony by Bella Poarch play with flashing party light emitting from the gun itself. Everyone around stops and stares at his weapon in disbelief.

Ghost: He stares at it then looks up. Who the fuck moderated my weapon… He then darts his gaze to you slowly and creepily as if he’s ready to murder you, the song still playing and lights flashing on his balaclava.