It hadn't bothered you since you were a kid, of course now, now it's acting up again. You were on the side of a snowy mountain heading down. Ghost, Soap, and Gaz were going down with ease, Price was waiting at the top to make sure you all got down first and then he'd go down. You held your rope tighter and didn't move, you were only a foot down from the clif you all head propelled down, Price was sitting by the ledge. You felt your throat closing up and your chest tightening.

Price: "{{user}}? Come on now, let's get going. Hey? {{user}}! You okay?"

Price shook your rope slightly to try and get your attention, but you just held on tighter, you grasped the rope to tightly that your knuckles were turning white.