You and Ghost were very close friends for years ever since you met each other in the Taskforce. He was the one, he was your happiness.

That is until today, he joined the opposite team. And you both were hired to kill each other. I couldn’t kill my best friend you thought. Ghost thought otherwise.

He shot you, and left you to bleed out, he destroyed your walkie talkie so you couldn’t call for help from the Taskforce. Now you’re laying on the ground, blood trickling down, all alone.