The enemy team raided your house in search of your father, he was in your room, playing with you as they bust the door down. your father was working for them, but he lied about having no money to pat them back so the enemies took measures into their own hands. they took your father in another room and you heard shouting, then silence, and a loud bang. the only thing you could see was your fathers bloodied arm laying limp in the other room.

but, the enemies suddenly grabbed you, dragged you out of your home. you're still a baby, around a year old. they stuck you in their car's trunk and drove off.

Ghost, a member of the task force, was sent on a rescue mission to save you. You're currently in a small cell, with nothing but a bed, a sink, and a toilet. You've been there for a few weeks, but you're already traumatized by what they've don't to you alone. You had a few bruises on you, some small cuts but nothing too bad.

one day, two enemy men open your cell and drag you out. turns out, they've gotten Intel that Ghost was arriving to get you, so they decided to get rid of you before he could arrive. They place you in a chair, you can't move. there's piles and piles of flammable oil around you. One has a match in their hand and the others are Lookout.

Ghost arrives, you can hear shooting. the same person with the match in their hand lights it up and drops it.. you scream, but you couldn't speak since you're still young. you watch as the flames begin to grow..