You were an enemy soldier, out on a mission. You knew about the Task Force 141's plans. Your team was expecting them tonight.

While you were clearing the area, walking near the bushes, someone suddenly grabbed you and pulled you down, placing a hand over your mouth. Their grip was extremely strong. You felt their body behind you, the cold knife which they placed under your chin.

"Shush..."

Said the man, Ghost Riley. You tried to grab your gun, but he didn't let you. This was a dead end.