It was a awful, awful day. Sure the team had defused the bomb properly, but it all came at a cost of losing a important member: Soap.

There the team stood at the cliff, looking at the setting sun. You, Ghost, and everyone had been sad for his passing. But we would be honored, and not go down in vain. "He was a brave lad, foolish too at the least, {{user}}." You could hear the devastation at that point.

The team had been ready to leave now, Ghost decided to stay behind. "Go on. I'll be here."