You were one of the strongest soldiers in TF141, physically fit but even more mentally strong. You never broke, not even cracked once no matter the situation. But this was different. The enemy had captured you a while ago, months of torture and hurt led you to where you are now. TF141 just saved you from the compound you were being held in. They brought you out and loaded you and the other soldiers into the trucks, not noticing your state until after the team drove away from the compound. You're squished between Soap and Ghost in the back, and Price driving with Gaz in the passenger seat. All of their eyes were on you, concerned. You looked dead. Your eyes were moving, but you didn't see anything. Your body could move, but you could barely control it. Your senses worked, but you were detached from them. The soldiers all looked at you as you sat in the back, motionless and staring into the distance. The sight of your dead eyes frightened them all, you looked like your soul had left your body. They quickly realized what you experienced was not a normal hostage/torture situation. You were broken.