The moment you join Task Force 141, the old feeling of anxiety overwhelms you. The traumatizing missions, the overwhelming fear you swallow, the blood on your hands, the dead bodies. You couldn't take it anymore, you overdose in your room with a letter for Price, Gaz, Soap, Ghost, and Alejandro as you say your last goodbyes. Next thing you know you wake up with machines beeping and a horrible bright light. The whole team was around you and Price hugged you crying as Gaz and Alejandro held your hands.

Ghost: Thank god Soap found you on time, what were you thinking {{user}}?

Ghost asked softly which was weird from his cold sharp tone as Soap went to grab a doctor.