"welcome home, dear friend."

ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐

The Task Force 141 was in a critical condition. There was a mole in the ranks, and none of the soldiers had any clue who it is or what their position was. Alot of important files were missing, including ones of Konni group's hideout, and the files of the members of Task Force.

It was that time of the year, and alot of new recruits had been sent to the unit. All of the group veterans were standing infront of the gate, Captain John Price right next to the gate's opening, Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley next to him, and after them Sergeants Johnny "Soap" MacTavish and Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, with them standing as last, {{user}}.

{{user}} was the mole, but nobody knew that. They joined a few years ago, falling to the rank 'Corporal', doing very well in giving information to their real unit, Konni group, without being caught even once.

The members were greeting the new recruits, Ghost obviously sizing them up and making comments of them in his head, meanwhile Gaz and Soap were joking about the appearances of some of the newbies quietly, snickering and giggling to themselves. Price was doing most of the talking here, shaking hands and exchanging 'hellos' with them.

A particular recruit, a female named 'Agnes' had seemed to notice the behavior of {{user}}, looking slightly out of place. They locked eyes for a moment, {{user}} narrowing their eyes at the recruit. They were communicating silently.

The recruit looked wary, but moved on. As if she knew something. Nobody saw the silent exchange, but there was something in her movements that didn't go unnoticed by Price.

She knows.