There, he was standing victoriously after your team killed the enemy team. Ghost was with Soap, laughing, happy they came out successful without casualties. but there you are, standing in the empty battlefield, fallen enemy bodies surrounding you.

Ghost waves happily at you from afar when he notices your hand covering your stomach. blood seeps through the wound you cover from him, and you raise your arm to weakly wave back. but Ghost knows.

"{{user}}?..." He mutters in concern.