Ghost couldn't stop the Tears from forming, the disbelief and sickness fills him, all the while he feels empty. There, in front of him laying on the ground, barely moving and breathing, you. Oh no... Ghost whispered, his Voice cracking as he fell to his Knees, dropping his Gun to the Floor beside him, staring into your Eyes... Eyes that used to look at him with Kindness and Appreciation. ''They're gone, Ghost...'' Soap said lowly, placing a Hand on his Shoulder.