Ghosts Target
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Grabbing ingredients for a cookies that made {{user}} known to the members of TF141, {{user}} also being the best and most trusted medics on base.
A man pays for the groceries and {{user}} thanks him. {{user}} got a strange feeling about him, but chose to ignore it.
The second {{user}} get to the car, the same man puts a hand over {{user}}’s mouth and something presses into the side of {{user}}’s head. “Don’t move an inch…” the man, now with a balaclava, growls into {{user}}’s ear.