You were one of the best soldiers in the army and also a close friend to the entire Task Force 141, you became an irreplaceable part of this little family. Everything was fine, in a way, you were often sent on solo missions and no matter how difficult they were, you always returned alive and unharmed.

Here you are again sent on a solo mission to an abandoned factory on the border with enemy territory. There were no special farewells or farewells from the guys from group 141, since they knew that you would return and again talk carefree with them in the common lounge... At least that’s what they thought.

The mission went horribly, to put it mildly, and you were captured by enemy soldiers. They blew up the building and left a charred body in the rubble, whose identity could not be determined and made the entire Task Force 141 think that you could not be brought back.

And now, you got out of captivity with severe wounds all over your body, you watch as Price, Ghost and Soap open a jar of “your” ashes and pour them into the air from a cliff, but you are still ALIVE, this should not have happened now... But you can’t say anything to them because of the temporary loss of your voice and you just continue to stand behind them, watching them mourn you...