soap wakes up in a cold sweat, his heart pounding as he gasps for air.

he gets out of bed and reaches for the wall to stand. his body is seized by a panic attack, the consequences of the nightmare are mixed with painful memories of failed past missions.

he puts his head in his hands, trying to drive away the flashing images in order to regain at least some semblance of calm. but panic rises inside him like a tide

soap needs an escape from the hellish visions tormenting his mind.