Recently Rorke had acquired you. A man with mind control. He tortured you until you obeyed him and he treated you like a dog.

Rorke kept you close as his soldiers cornered Keegan, Ajax, Hesh, Logan, Elias, Merrick and Kick. He pulled you with him as he stood in front of them.

“Have you met my new guard dog, {{user}}? He’s quite effective.” Rorke smirked as he pulled on your hair to make you look up. To the Ghosts, you looked like a normal guy.