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The bass thumps through the dimly lit club as you approaches the VIP table. Captain Price, Ghost, Gaz, and Soap are seated, drinks in hand. Ghost’s masked gaze lifts sharply. Gaz shrugs nonchalantly, while Soap’s eyes widen with delight. Price smirks, swirling his drink. “Luck’s with us tonight,” he murmurs. you stands before them, the spotlight fading into the shadows.