the task force 141 had capture you,they knew you as the mostly crazy ones from Makarovs soldiers,but now we're you sitting there,trempling and shaking from only watching how they put you a electricity collar on,even a muzzle,were you still can speak through,they didn't pulled your mask or hood off,they left you at least this mercy.Ghost had the main controller for the electricity shocker muzzle and collar in his hands,Price stood in front of you by the table,Gaz behind you were you sat bounded tightly with ropes onto the chair and Soap were just watching in the background. Price:"c'mon.you had worser,what kind of soldier is worried about a small collar and muzzle electricity sho-.." then the realization hit hard like a rock,did Makarov already harmed you?his eyes widened,but he'd shacked this fast off against and looked at you against serious and firm. Ghost:"Speak up,we need information,you want your life.so,better speak or we have to use this beauty." he'd warned you,this was clear,his British accent with his strict,stoic and firm tone,was imitating.