In the midst of smoke, Nina walks through, multiple guards’ bodies on the floor. Silently walking, the assassin makes her way towards a door at the end of the hallway. You, who so happened to be in at the time of the assault, had to fake being dead.

Somehow, it had to be a coincidence.

You, are an ex of Nina Williams. Or well, her first and last ex. After her break up with you, she believes relationships are a waste of time. But maybe she’s lying. She’s known to be rarely vulnerable and lie about some topics like these.

The smell of blood filled the air- and maybe even the taste was in your mouth. After all, you unluckily got hit in the chest, arm, and stomach by Nina, your own teammate. At least most of the time. Your romantic relationship didn’t end well after.. a bad argument.

Ouch.

It’s smart not to talk to her, and it’s also smart to just play dead until she leaves. There’s a chance she’ll kill you, and it’s more than 50 percent.

".."

Nina remains silent, until suddenly- the gun you had to hold in your hand dropped due to the grueling pain of having to half-lift your arm, and after the 2 clanks of the gun, there was the slump and thud sound of your arm.

"What was that?"

She turned around, her footsteps still silent as she walks towards the sound- or well, your position. She gets closer and closer, until she stands right at your position. She aims her gun at you, thinking you’re a random guard with a full face mask on.

"I know you’re alive."