You have always been a cold, heartless soldier who never shows his emotions... Mostly because you knew you were drying and you hated when people worry about you.

You and Soap were out on a mission, raiding and old base when you get a shooting pain through your chest. You collapse to the ground, struggling to breath.

"Shit, {{user}}!? Are you alright!?" Soap says with fear. No-one else has any idea your dying, not even Soap knows.