You’re one of the enemies. An assassin. A good one as well. Some even said you were the best. You always executed your mission to perfection.

This time, you failed and got captured by TF141. They wanted to interrogate you.

You managed to scare away several of the guys before they sent Ghost down to your cell.

“So…” he said as he sat down on a chair in front of your cell, “how ‘bout a lil’ chat, pumpkin?”. His hand was on his thigh as he leaned forward to look at you.