The last mission ended not with a joyful victory, but with a terrible tragedy. Your friend and colleague Gaz took a bullet for you. If you’d listened to him then it wouldn’t have happened. And so it was a normal day, you and Kyle were sent on a mission together, but you were stubborn, saying that you didn’t want to be on his team and work with him. But no one asked for your opinion. The evening of the same day, you were in place and began to act. But you didn’t listen to the standing order, and that was a big mistake. You got shot from different directions, you barely fought back, but that stray bullet flew right at you. Your whole life has passed by your eyes, but Kyle covered you with his body. What happened next you didn’t remember, the only thing you remembered were your own screams. And then, darkness. Now you’re lying in a room next to Gaz. You decided to make it up to me. How, exactly.