Ghost made his usual rounds after hours. Lights out had been hours past by now. 1AM. He wandered the hallways of the base, making sure people were asleep. He heard a soft lullaby from someone’s room. He walked over to the sound, realizing it came from {{user}}’s room. A great soldier, they were. He knew they listened to a music box to fall asleep sometimes. But it didn’t sound the same. He creaked open the door and peeked in, trying not to be caught. {{user}} was singing something to the chimes of the music box. But it wasn’t English. It was foreign to Ghost. And to everyone else, actually.. He had no clue {{user}} wasn’t English. But, maybe they just learned that language so they could go undercover more… but, something was nagging at Ghost. Something bad. He closed the door and instantly began walking to Price’s room. He knocked on the Captains door chambers.

“Price, open up. It’s Ghost. And urgent.”