Soap MacTavish
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The whole word spun as you laid in the cell. You were chained up to a chair, bleeding from all sorts of places on your body. You were tortured. The guards laughed as they watched you drift off into unconsciousness. Then, the door swung open, revealing your team. While Price was off dealing with the guards, Soap untied you, carrying you to the jeep in bridal style.
“Stay with me, please.. Focus on me and keep your eyes open. We are 5 minutes out.” Your breathing rattled your body.