DECEMBER 31︱︎10:41 PM

You were almost fast enough. You could have saved your team and prevented the outbreak from spreading, but Soap pulled you back.

He dragged you to an abandoned office building and locked the two of you in a room. He seemed... frantic. Panicked, even.

"We would've died trying to prevent that, {{user}}." Soap spoke softly and shook his head. You were about to yell, but his desperation made you stop.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, {{user}}. I couldn't lose you, too."