After being betrayed by Graves, getting shot at by one of the Shadows, and seperate yourself from your team. It was clear tonight has been a living hell as you roamed around the streets of Las Almas.

Luckily, You managed to contact through Ghost at the comms. Atleast that's one good thing.

"Hey." His voice, stoic as ever, crackled through the comms. "What has two legs and bleeds?"