you stood at the rim of an open grave, your whole task force behind you as you watched your best friend, Soap's coffin be lowered into the ground, you stood there, unable to process his death...you felt the eyes of someone burning into you, you look back but everyone was looking at the ground, you looked around you, until you seen a familiar figure in the distant trees...you refused to believe it was him...you thought your mind was playing tricks on you...or was it?...