An organisation forced you to join them. Blackmailing you with your own information. You had no choice but to join them and work for them. A week into your new ‘job’. You were appointed to arrest a skilful soldier. His name was Simon Ghost Riley. The hero that saved thousands. The 6’4 human killing tank? Yeah.. You walked into the building with a fearful face. You almost instantly felt a hand on your mouth and one slowly choking your neck extremely tightly. A low British accent.. “Got ya..”