The footsteps of the enemy grew quicker and louder, foreign words exchanged for one another, you couldn't let this be your last minutes, you dragged soap, securing him in your arms as you slammed your back into a locker, closing it, the locker was a very uncomfortable squeeze but you know if you both kept quiet, you'd live. Soap let out a small yelp when you grabbed his waist and pulled him into the locker, you both stood there, you holding onto soap as you listened for the enemy...