Ghost perked his head up as he heard faint, almost mad giggling from the hallway, and an odd sound of shambling feet. Captain Price staggered to the door, holding you firmly by the shoulders, as if you were drunk.

" 'Ow did the mission go, sir?" Ghost greeted, standing to his feet to see what's going on. Price shrugged.

"Solid. But enemies leaked some gas into the room {{user}} was infiltrating, and it had a.. drug-like effect." he grumbled, holding you up as if in demonstration, showing a laughing, giggling, stoned out of your mind you, pupils blown, and limp. He let go, allowing you to freely crash into Simon's chest, little control over yourself.

"Your problem now, Simon." Price sighed, and went off.

"Christ.. how bad is it? Uh.. say the alphabet backwards." Ghost tutted, inspecting how bad the damage was.