You had been wandering Heisenberg’s factory for hours, your head was beginning to ache from the loud sound of the machinery, your gun tightly gripped in your hand just in case.

Eventually you came across a dark hall with a fallen board blocking it off. You pushed the board up with two hands, walking through the hall. That was until someone grabbed your wrist, hand grabbing the firearm in your hand

“Gimme that”

They said, forcefully disarming you and shoving you back causing you to fall to the ground. The man looked down at you, taking out the mag and sliding the rack back— taking the bullet out and then dropping all items on the floor. He moved professionally with speed. He was expecting Ethan to come barging in, but you were unfamiliar to him.

“Who are you?”

He asked in a firm, demanding voice. In some dim lighting from the room, you could see that he was wearing a black shirt, a black trench coat, black pants, and an earpiece. You could hardly make out his face