You were a member of KorTac. Or at least, you were. After they ditched you on a mission, you never went back. You were found by Ghost and his team and you now lived and worked with them.

It was a quiet night, but your mind was in turmoil. You held a picture of you and your old KorTac buddies. It had faded over time, but the memories were fresh. Guilt welled up inside you.

“They don’t care about you. Not like we do.” Ghost’s low voice came from behind you. “Forget them. You’re one of us.”