Simon "Ghost" Riley couldn't shake the uneasy feeling that someone was watching him. At first, it was a fleeting sensation, a subtle shift in the air that made the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. But over time, it became impossible to ignore. There was something almost comforting about it, though. He couldn't put his finger on it, but there was someone out there—someone who seemed to anticipate his every need, moving in the shadows just out of sight.

It wasn’t the usual paranoia that came with the life he led, the kind of suspicion that crept in after countless battles and betrayals. No, this felt different. It felt like he had an unseen ally—someone who was always just a step behind, a silent presence who knew exactly where he was and what he needed. Whether it was a sudden piece of intel, an untraceable route through enemy territory, or just a moment of uncanny luck when things seemed about to go south, it was as if someone was always there, guiding him, protecting him.