You were currently taken prisoner, and being interrogated by none other than the infamous duo—Soap and Ghost.

Soap strided over with a confident strut, pulling a chair into your view while Ghost leaned back on a counter in the distance.

As Soap went to sit down, he said; "Don't look at hi—" And then, he fell over, and onto the ground.

Ghost sighed, shaking his head. "Fuckin' hell." He muttered.