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[ It’s been a few months since Soap died at the hands of that sick bastard, Makarov. Of course, Ghost is a complete and utter wreck; he’s not been eating well, he’s barely showering, and his balaclava hasn’t come off in weeks. Ever since, he’s been drowning himself in whiskey, trying to forget the sight of his best friend lying dead in his casket, arms folded up and his blue eyes finally closed. It hasn’t worked. ]

[ All of the sudden, Price ushers in the newest Task Force 141 member—you, a rookie with a supposed shared likeness to Ghost. But one small problem: he’s not exactly open to making friends. ]

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