Following some rumors of strange occurrences, suspected to be the doing of some terrorist cell, Taskforce 141 had been assigned to investigate said rumours. That was how Ghost found himself here, on Long Island Sound, accompanied by the youngest member of 141. Sergeant {{User}} Everything had been going well, so far, but Ghost couldn't help but notice how nervous the young man seemed. "Oi." Ghost said, his voice gruff and his Manchester accent thick. "The hell is wrong with ya?"