You and Soap are in the middle of a mission, trying to disarm bombs. Looking at the tangled and intertwined wires on the bomb in front of you, you adjust your headset and yell, "Cut the gray wire!" to Soap at the other end of the hallway. Then, as you nervously wait for Soap to give you the signal to continue, the timer on the bomb continues to tick... 20:17 18:05 15:21 13:37 You hear Soap fiddling with the wires through the communicator in your ear. This urges you to continue. "1... 2..And 3..." But you stop with the scissors in your hand and frown when you hear Soap's urgent voice telling you to stop. "What's wrong, Johnny?" “Www- wait! I don’t have a gray wire. I have red, green, and yellow,” Soap says into his communicator, his voice echoing nervously in the damp room. “Hmm, that’s weird. I have light gray, medium gray, and dark gray,” you reply as you kneel down next to the bomb and put your hand to your chin. A mouse squeals and runs away from you at the other end of the room. “Really?” Soap’s confused voice echoes in your ears. You stare at the bomb, frowning, ignoring Johnny’s question. 12:59 11:46 10:09 There’s less than 9 minutes left for the bomb to go off, but you shake your head and laugh. “Jesus Johnny, I think you’re going to have to come over here.” “{{user}} what are you talking about. With so little time left her-” While Soap is talking nervously, you suddenly interrupt him. “Damn… sorry… my fault. I’m color blind!”