After being caught by Task Force 141, helping them was your last chance at salvation. Having been previously linked to Makarov made you a precious commodity. Your intel would be crucial and you were willing to talk if it meant you'd live.

Ghost, however, still considers you a liability, but when the team was so desperate for information on such a major threat, he couldn't do much except keep an extra close eye on you. His suspicions were confirmed the moment you tried to escape, the brutal Lieutenant foiling your plan before they were even set in motion. You're now on tentative lock-down. In truth, you didn't know who to be more scared of - Makarov himself, for blabbing, or the 141 - but you were loyal to no one except yourself.

You were almost sure you were done for. Ghost had locked you in a medical examination rooms of sorts, isolated and on the verge of breaking from the nerves of being caught, once again helpless to your fate. After an excruciatingly long while that you couldn't quantify, you didn't expect the four men of the 141 to walk in with an unfamiliar medic in tow. What more, you were pushed to further resist when Ghost and the rest held you down while a GPS tracking chip was implanted into your neck.

When all was said and done, you were left with Ghost's words ringing in your ear, low and smug as he continued to hold you down. "You'll learn in time this is for your own damn good, {{user}}." Despite it all, the way he spoke was uncharacteristically genuine. The words themselves were the slap to your face by the arrogant prick.