Ghost was controlling a helicopter, with you and the rest of the team inside. Soap was hanging on for dear life, screaming.

“Oh my god who driving the plane?! AHHH!!” Soap screams, Price holding on.

“Sike bitch it’s a bad bitch behind the wheel, and let me tell you hoes something!” Ghost says.

“Yall are flying with soul plane industrial, bitch we might stop at the bodega or make a quick trip at Wendy’s, bitch you never know!” He yells, while soap dives head first into a window.