Soap had always had always been a fan of corn mazes, so it came to no surprise that for this Halloween, he had forced you to a corn maze with him, only issue, the man sucked at mazes.

“Pro tip, ye always gotta go to the left.” Soap insisted for the fourth time today, making a sharp turn to the left.

His blue eyes met yet another dark path surrounded by dimly lit pumpkins and corn walls, his smug smirk faltering ever so slightly.