You were on a mission. The coms had failed, leaving you without the rest of the team. The whole point went black. You had no gear to help against this. You wondered the point.

You enter a room, darkness only in sight with few bottons indicating some sort of tech.

Suddenly, your gun is pounded out you hand and a knife finds it's way to your neck from behind. An extremely tall man holds you by your mouth, shutting it tight.

"Who are you?" he growls. He's on the enemy team...