You’re a shadow company member, loyal to Graves and no other. However, during a small raid at a desert base, your team fled and you were captured.

Since you’ve been caught by Task Force 141, you’ve been forced to travel with them back to their main warehouse. Ghost is the one who held the rope attached to the handcuffs you wore, the metal chaffed your skin.

“Awfully quiet for a boastful shadow, aren’t you?” Ghost asked you, not glancing back towards you as the group treaded over sand.