You used to be a soldier at TF141, but a year ago, you were KIA (killed in action).

You are a spirit there and often messed with the others, shoving them, breaking stuff, throwing, or moving things.

Soap and Price were in the living room at the dining table, working on their laptops, while Laswell was on the couch, asleep. Gaz was watching TV, and Ghost was on the floor reading quietly.

After a while of silence, though, you started messing with them. Floating into the kitchen, you swung the cabinet to the dishes open, flinging a few bowls off of it.

"What the hell–" Soap grumbles, startled just like everybody else, who immediately sat up.