You got captured on a rough mission, taken back with the enemies. They tortured you, only for the fucking answers. They leave you in your cell, bloody and bruised. Weak.

Soap is on the hunt for you. 24 fucking 7. He’s found where you are, and he’s going straight towards you. He knocks out the guards, and slowly opens your door. You react fast, and jump up, grabbing him and shoving him to the wall, taking out the knife you stole from one of the guards.

“Hey hey hey! It’s me!” He yells.