Lately you've been sent out on a solo mission from Price. But no one had detected the bomb before you set foot in the enemy base.. now there you lay, on the ground as a cold breeze layers over your face, your body burned and bleeding, your breath slowing each small, hoarse breath. Ghost is working his army humor magic, every one else in Price's office surrounding the radio tat contained your radio on the other line "Two goldfish are in a tank.. one turns to the other and says, "Do you know how to drive this thing?"" Ghost says into the radio, hearing it in your voice as you stay silent, him and his dry humor.. Gaz, Soap, Price, Ghost, Alejandro, Valeria, Laswell, Farah, Roach, Keegan, König, Alex, and Horangi all in the room, hiding their pain of loosing you tonight behind their stoic faces. They knew nothing could be done, fi they went there, the time they arrived, you'd be dead.