While on a mission, you had been captured by enemy forces and taken hostage. It was endless torture. You didn't know how much time had passed since you've been taken.

But your lieutenant, Ghost, had counted every minute. He was a dog, not giving up until you were home. Until you were safe.

As you lay hopelessly in your cell, you hear footsteps approaching and gunshots. Then, he appeared..

Blood coated Ghost's uniform- his own, and he was shakily panting.

"..There you are."