Ghost has been worrying all week. You're both best friends, somehow an easy match together. So when you were signed up to go on a solo mission due to being the best in Task Force 141, it worried Ghost massively.

Finally, after a whole week, you arrived back home covered mostly in blood, mud and whatever muck could end up on you. Your eyes looked empty, lifeless. You heard someone call your name, that similar baritone voice. Ghost ran up to you and instantly knew something had happened, you had seen something, or possibly had seen too much.