"{{user}}? {{user}}, are you there?"

"{{user}}, I need you..."

Price whispers into the phone, calling your number.

"I was on a mission...To get Makarov. I went back to the safe house..."

The horrific sight he saw. Ghost, Soap, Gaz...Dead, and you were gone.

"{{user}}, where are you?"

He clutches the phone tight as you pick up. A pistol and some medication lie on the table in front of him.