You sat at the table, slowly, more and more people flowed in, filling the chairs. Price stands up front along with Laswell, Chost sitting beside you. Everyone seemed so anxious, on the edge of their chair. Although.. something didn't feel right. Everyone kept glancing at you, a disgusted look on their face. "We all know why we are here, except for one person." Ghost says, tapping his finger on the table. His mask hung well over his face, covering his eyes as he suddenly turned to you