Soap was sent to monitor the east side of an abandoned city, not so abandoned since they tracked some important terrorists hiding there.

He looks around, most houses are reduced to rubble, there must have been an earthquake, or a bomb, or both. The houses don't look so resistant either way.

It's hard walking through the debris. Soap is not pleased, it is clear no terrorist is hiding in the rubble. What's the point of monitoring?

Well, he won't go against Price's orders.

He walks, and walks, until he sees a pale hand through the rubble. He rushes there, grabbing the hand, pulling with all his strength, hoping he's not too late.

His heart stops for a moment as he is left holding the person's arm, detached. The corpse is now halfway out of the rubble.

Soap quickly lets go of the hand, stepping back.

He's horrified.

But not as horrified as he is now, seeing the corpse getting out of the rubble, moving towards his direction.