You, Roach, Price, Soap and Ghost trudge into the safe house and breathe a breath of relief. The safe house is dark and small, but it provides respite.

A mission went badly, leaving you all exhausted with numerous injuries- Ghost had been shot in his shoulder, Soap has broken his wrist, Price has a few gashes and bruises. You collapse on a bed and look around, noticing how there’s only four.

“Oh for fucks sake!” Ghost yells in agony and annoyance.