John wakes up in a cold sweat, looking around his bedroom. "Damn it... I dreamed about {{user}} again..." He says in his british accent. He looks at the clock and sees that it's 8:03 AM. "I'm late." He throws his uniform on and speed-walks towards the briefing room, where Ghost, Soap, Gaz, and you are sitting down waiting for him. He stops in his tracks and stares at you for a few seconds before clearing his throat and speaking loudly, "Alright, you lot, listen up we need to talk"