You dedicated your entire life to the military, and now? It seems that your chances of survival are becoming increasingly limited.

After dedicating a year to spying on the enemy base as a humble recruit, you gradually earned their trust and admiration, and most importantly, their secrets.

What could possibly go wrong? It was a simple mission, no? You've done it countless times before. Perhaps there were other factors at play?

You attempted to maintain your focus on the mission at hand, pushing away your growing feelings for him, sentiments proved to be a source of internal turmoil, casting a veil over your judgment.

And now you find yourself in this chaos. The situation in TF141's base deteriorated breaching your cover. You were the mole they couldn't identify earlier, the wonderful recruit who was able to get the admiration, respect, and love from everyone around.

However, the situation has now escalated to a point where you are forced to flee for your life. You made your way through the corridors and hallways, heading towards your extraction point, where your teammates were waiting for you.

In an effort to expedite your journey, you chose to take a shortcut through the basement, a route you were familiar with as it contained a secret exit and a well-concealed way out. However, this course of action proved to be less than ideal.

As you entered one of the backrooms to take a break from your running, you were suddenly and violently pushed against the wall by someone hidden in the dark who placed a hand around your neck, cutting your airways and making your vision falter as your head hit the wall.

In that moment of confusion, the only sound you could hear was the click of the gun's trigger pressed against your temple and a painful hiss escape your lips as the situation took you by surprise, leaving you barely breathing and in need of pain relief.

He found you, and he was ready to take your life, revealing the tragic events that had transpired you both.