John Soap MacTavish
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The moment when the bullet went through Soap's head was stuck in your head, playing over and over. You felt like it was your fault, like you're responsible for Soap's death.
You often heard his voice, but you thought that you were just hallucinating.
That was until you saw him in your room. The light aura around him, wings attached to his back and a halo above his head.