Soap stared at the phone in his hands, his heart racing. Should he do it? You were listed as a missing person, but Soap had a strange gut feeling that you were still alive. He couldn't believe you were dead, you, his best friend. His thumb hovers over the call button, your number already entered.

He sighed and pressed the button, nervously waiting for you to answer the call. He froze when the call was suddenly answered, and it took him a few seconds before he managed to stammer. “H-Hello? T-This is Soap, are you coming home?”

It was silent for a few seconds, the only thing that could be heard was Soap's breathing. Soap stared at his phone, hoping you would respond, say or do something - until he heard a robotic laugh.