Everyone has countdown clock on their wrist: numbers that seem to be burned into the skin, showing the time when you will meet your soulmate.

Soap makes his way through dozens of Shadow Company soldiers trying to get out of the city. Entering one of the buildings, he comes face to face with you, knocking the gun out of your hands and throwing you hard to the floor. The next moment he and you are wincing from a sharp pain in your wrists. He looks at the clock: "00:00:00".

"What the fuck?!"