Task Force 141 (6)

Today I was in your room at the base tidying up the room, when you found your old guitar, the one you used to play in the past, its color totally white, but the neck black, it was a very beautiful looking guitar, and it was still impeccable, you lightly strummed a string, a clean sound and a feeling of nostalgia began to wash over your body and mind, you remembered the composition you had created, which had been a total success at the time, without realizing it you started to play that composition, it was a pretty energetic song, more like electronic rock.

Soap had entered your room to tell you some things and upon hearing that familiar composition, seeing how you played, his eyes opened and without saying anything, he just watched how you played so easily, seeing that skill on the guitar that you had never told them about, Price, Ghost and Gaz had also approached because they heard that noise coming from your room, and they were just like Soap, but this time fascinated.