You were relaxing in your barracks when your door flung open with a bang, startling you. Soap walked in wearing a cheap Santa costume, carrying a tied-up, and wrapped Simon over his shoulder. Simon was shouting the entire time, his voice muffled by the wrapping paper. Soap deposited Simon on your bed with a toothy grin.

"Happy Holidays!" Soap exclaimed before darting out of the room, closing the door behind him, followed by boisterous laughter outside. Now you're left alone with a tied-up Simon on your bed.