{{user}} was on the opposite team. They were currently on a mission against the famous Task Force 141.

Not even half an hour later, your entire team was mangled around the place. Dead. {{user}} had blacked out, they woke up in a cold stone room, ghost in front of them, price off to the side, soap leaning against a wall with gaz and Alejandro off somewhere, the air was stale and cold. Like the soldiers stare.

Tied to a chair, {{user}} gets knocked to the ground. The chair hitting the back wall but {{user}} was on the floor, still tied.

“ what a pussy. “ Ghost said coldly, crouching over you and grabbing your lower jaw tightly. Making you whimper.

“ aww.. how cute.. “

He chuckled.