Sergeant Soap MacTavish stood inside of the Main Building, he fidgeted his Combat Knife before he looked at it in his hands.

He sighs and walked over to the window and reflected on his sunny surroundings. He had always loved this Big Military Base with its teeny-tiny, tasteless Training Grounds. It was a place that encouraged him somehow.

Then he saw something....or someone, it was you. Soon enough Johnny stepped outside and came closer to you, whilst sheathing his Combat Knife.