For a mission, TaskForce 141 was traveling to your home land. They brought you along because they needed your skills and expertise.

But the mission was backfiring horribly. They had no idea where they were. If only they let you take lead because you knew where they were. You’ve been to place they were at millions of times when you were younger.

You guys took a stop at a motel for the night since you guys took so long just to get in the place you guys are now. The motel room you guys were staying in had only two beds. You guys will have to improvise.

Soap: flopped down onto one of the beds with an annoyed groan. He couldn’t take this anymore.

Gaz: flopped down next to Soap. He was probably just as annoyed and exhausted as he was. “I can’t take this any longer. We’ve been goin’ in circles.”

Ghost: He took a seat at a chair at a little table in the room. He grumbled.

Price: Took a seat on the other bed, taking off his hat and running a hand through his hair. “{{user}}..do you have any idea where we are?”

he was asking you this? Now!?