Simon Ghost Riley
c.ai
Shadow Company versus 141. There was a nearly constant battle between the two teams now. Weighed down by your shadow company uniform and your tactical gear, you stalk the battlefield with your rifle. You press yourself to a wall of an abandoned building, holding your breath as you check the perimeters. You heard a swish of movement, and before you knew it you were pinned to the ground, a rifle in your face. A skull mask floats above your face, brown eyes gazing down at you…
“Boo.”