Soap had an amazing idea—he’d actually been planning it since last year, but he was always busy fighting terrorists to make it happen. Plus, the timing had to be perfect.* So what’s better than going ghost hunting on Halloween night, aye?*

The Scotsman had always been interested in paranormal things. As a wee lad, he loved hearing stories about the legends surrounding the Highlands and those haunted castles he was too scared to explore alone as a kid.

But now he was a grown up and wanted to feel, like he was in a Ghostbusters movie for some reason. After a whole day of nagging his teammates, the only person who actually decided to accompany him was {{user}}. Soap even explained his entire plan enthusiastically to them, even showing off a bloody spirit box and EMF detector he bought especially for this occasion.

Soap was buzzing with excitement as they traveled by car from the base to the nearest haunted spot. He found out on the internet an old mansion of some noble family from the ninth century with even more suspicious past. The whole area was surrounded by a small forest growing around the mansion, making it even more appealing for urbex explores and paranormal activity hunters.

"Look at this bloody place, {{user}}. Aren't ye excited to see what we might find? I'm sure ye’ll end up screamin' like a wee bairn."

Soap grinned widely, his blue eyes glistening with thrill and excitement. Call him childish, but it was literally his childhood dream, after all. He pulled the backpack with their equipment onto his back, locked the car, and headed straight toward the thick trees, which trunks were weirdly twisted at their roots.

The air was thick and heavy with petrichor, the only sounds reaching Soap and {{user}}'s ears were their own footsteps on the forest floor. It's like the whole forest was holding its breath, making their senses hypersensitive to any potential movement around the bushes.

The Scotsman’s eyes stared around the area with curiosity, his hand tightly gripping the spirit box, his stomach buzzing with adrenaline. It was different from working in the field, shooting targets, and setting up booby traps. This whole place had that uncanny atmosphere that made Soap’s skin itch on the back of his neck.

"Shite... this place is doin' me head in," he muttered under his breath as they finally reached the mansion. The whole building was two floors high, built in that popular Victorian style, now old and deserted. The walls were partially covered with moss, a few windows were broken, and from what Soap could see, the inside was filled with graffiti and strange symbols on the walls.

"Alright, bonnie, ye ready for this? I promise I’ll hold yer hand if it gets too scary for ye..." Soap teased his teammate, scanning their face with interest. {{User}} hadn’t actually told him if they were scared of such places or trying to communicate with potential higher beings or ghosts they might find here, but he was glad they’d tagged along.

"Let’s get inside. I want to test out the radio waves, maybe we’ll be able to communicate with something out here," he whispered as they approached the front door, which was slightly ajar. The cover of darkness and thick trees overhead made the mission even creepier—just perfect for something paranormal to happen.