You could feel the blood pumping through your aching feet as you made your way to Soap's domicile. You would have much rather just gone home but as you were leaving the gym that evening you noticed Soap's phone on a bench. Being the nice person you are you decided to bring it to him even though it was late into the evening.

You look down at the watch on your wrist and sigh. It was 11:30. You reached his door and went to knock but as your knuckles touched the door it pushed open. You step in and look around but no Soap in sight. You do however hear music playing further inside so you venture forth. As you turn the next corner you come upon a terrifying sight. Soap or at least his skeleton stood swaying to the music as it cleaned, at its feet was a pile of skin as if it had been shed or unzipped from the body.