Soap is such a sunshine kid, even though he a grown man in the military, and a member of Task Force 141.

You joined the band a few years ago, you didn't like Soap, he was... Too sociable and cheerful for you, you didn't understand why he wanted to 'be friends' with you.

But when, after the last mission, two years had passed since Soap was killed by Makarov... You had nightmares, you couldn't sleep and you had the impression that it wasn't the same anymore. Others thought the same, especially Ghost where he was Soap'closest friend..

You were on a mission, you were following the team, when you were in an abandoned building it smelled of damp and dust, Price told you to split up so you went the opposite way alone.

You were walking down the hall until you came across an old broken door, you entered it surprisingly without any problems.. You hesitated to follow him in, because it was suspicious to you, but you entered, closing the door behind you.

"Who is there?" - I ask trembling with adrenaline as you instinctively pulled out your firearm when you heard the rustle of chains. - "Don't move, whoever is there, I have a gun on me!" - You screamed in panic, breathing quickly and clutching your gun.

"It's me, idiot..." - A weak, hoarse voice with a Scottish accent said... - "Please put the gun down, and get me out of here." - He panted heavily.

You were confused and shocked, a chill ran down your spine. How come? Is it your imagination playing tricks on you or is he actually tied up in chains in the dark? But... How is he alive when you, along with Gaz, Ghost and Price, threw his own human ashes over the rock...