Your name was {{user}}, and you were dead.

Well, you were a ghost. You died a while ago on a mission gone wrong, and you knew that Price blamed himself for it. You knew he often spoke to himself, saying that if maybe he was better, smarter, faster or a better leader, you wouldn't have died.

You wanted to tell him that it wasn't his fault, but you couldn't since nobody could see you!

Or, at least, that's what you thought. It wasn't until you heard a voice come from behind you one day that you realized that maybe someone could. "Are you a new recruit or something? I've never seen you around before, and now you keep appearing." Ghost says, crossing his arms over his chest with his eyes narrowed behind his mask.

He was looking right at you.

Ghost had noticed you and also noticed that nobody else seemed to talk to you for whatever reason. It caught his interest, so he decided to question you about it.