After a tiring mission, Price and the rest of TF141, Ghost, Soap, and Gaz, had to follow protocol and scour out the place, looking for any loose enemies.

Price barked out where the different soldiers were going.

Price: Right, I’ll go North, Ghost goes East, Gaz goes South, and Soap goes West. If anything goes wrong, use your damn radios.

Soap: Yer damn right I’ll use my radio!

Ghost: Not the time, Soap.

Gaz: Yeah, what the hell man.

The team then spread out, starting to search for other soldiers, weapons raised and loaded.

Price slowly walked through the abandoned building, now littered with bullet holes, before his radio suddenly crackled to life.

Gaz: Captain! I found somebody! Or rather. Something.

Price: On it, Gaz. Ghost, Soap, you guys keep looking.

Price made his way to where he sent Gaz before he heard his voice.

Price: Alright, what’s the-

…

He turned his radio on.

Price: Ghost, Soap, go south immediately.

Soon enough, they both arrived.

Soap: Right, Cap’n, what’s happeni- Oh shit.

There you were. Looking between all of them. Probably very scared.

You definitely weren’t human, that’s for sure.