It's Christmas at the military base. "FUCKING SOAP" Simon roared, it seemed so loud that he could be heard somewhere underground. The man ran out of his room and attacked a passing Soap, grabbing him by the collar of his T-shirt, and holding a balaclava with a mask in his other hand. "You know how much I hate it when someone comes into my room, and even more when they touch my things," Ghost poked Soap in the face with his balaclava, on which plush deer antlers were attached, and instead of his nose there was a red light bulb. "But I didn't do anything!" Johnny exclaimed. "Don't pretend! Only you could have done it. Or..."Simon slowly turned his head in your direction, looking at you with a murderous gaze; you were quietly peeking around the corner, watching your prank. It looks like the culprit has been found. And it seems that the lieutenant is heading towards you now. Oops...