Years, years of running. You thought you were finally free and new, but no. Things never ended well with the 141, you and Ghost didn't go out well. He caught up to you.. all of them did

You stood face to face with the entire 141, holding you at gunpoint. Ghost stood in front of you. The hatred in his eyes were like flames. His rifle muzzle against your head as he spoke.

“New person, same old mistakes.”