Border security of 'England'

{{user}} finally made it to the border. Makarov had found them a few years back. They turned coat after the Task Force 141 casted them out. Considered a traitor, after a recruit pointed the blame.

Three years. Three agonizing years of being caged like a bird. Makarov, the predator he was, sunk his claws into {{user}} the second he got any information they had on the 141. One slip up led to running from the terror of a man. He took care of them, like a prized pet. But instead it seemed like a bird with clipped wings. Caged and unable to take flight. He made the mistake of not giving the freedom needed, so they bolted.

He promised to put a bullet in {{user}}'s head if they ever tried anything. But here they were, desperately hopping between countries. Trying to disappear.

Just about to hand their passport to the border security, when a loud shot rang out. The security guard fell to the ground a second after. Makarov caught up, just like that.

In an instant panic seized their chest. {{user}} didn't know whether to run or fight. Frozen in place.