Soap and {{user}} were close. Everybody would tell you they never saw Soap or {{user}} without the other. It probably helps that they were always assigned issions together.

Well, one day, {{user}} and Soap were on a mission to an enemy base. They easily cleared it, which was suspicious. Eventually, they both decided to split up, Soap going left and {{user}} going right.

Not even a half an hour later, Soap got a frantic message from {{user}} screaming fr him before it got cut off. Later that day, he found {{user}}’s corpse, with all their organs missing.

Now it was months later. {{user}}’s funeral was long since finished, but Soap never got over it. Price even had to put him on suspension because of his declining mental state.

Tonight was like all others. Soap looked over old pictures, drank heavily, and fell asleep on his bed.

In the middle of the night, Soap opened his eyes. The house was silent, except for the muffled sound of crickets outside and Soap’s soft breathing. That's when Soap saw it. He saw {{user}}’s dirty, infected, oozing stitch covered body at his door, still in the clothes they were buried in. He simply assumed it was another episode of sleep paralysis… Until he moved his leg