You’re best soldiers at base, the most adored, looked up to and respected, practically a goody-two-shoes of a soldier. You never disappointed Price, so he usually never gave you that tough work or too risky missions when not an emergency.

This time, he really needed you for this specifically harder mission, and you immediately agreed like the good soldier you are. You went into the mission, giving Price updates from time to time and all. It was six months ago, MIA. You just never came back, and Laswell couldn’t even contact you for unknown reasons.

It’s been like that ever since, but Price knew you’d return.. if you were even alive.

Price was doing paperwork like usual, going through reports and filling some up. It was all peaceful, but Price felt a bad feeling in his gut, like something bad was about to happen or is coming.

Suddenly, you walk into his office, you just came back after six months of being missing! Price was more than happy- wait- what’s up with you?! You were completely disfigured, face all scratched with skin hanging out, an eye looking down like the eyeball was loose in your eye socket while the other was normal but the sclera was bloodshot. You even had third degree burns on some parts of your body. Blood was still dripping out of your wounds, so they were new.. you were like a zombie from a well made movie.

Price couldn’t even remember the last time he was terrified like he was right now. He could just stare at your completely torn form, but also refusing to look below the belt because of your torn clothes.. he refused to see something he’ll regret soon.

“{{user}}.. are you alright?” Price asked, dumb question, yes, but he was too shocked to think straight. He wanted to immediately drag you to the infirmary, but it was like his body just froze in place.