After the Ghost Team disbanded, you disappeared from the face of the earth and everyone thought you were dead, including Keegan...

The light burned in his eyes as the sack was ripped off his head. As his eyes slowly got used to the light, he recognized you...

"If you don't cooperate with us, Keegan..."

They ripped the head of your trembling form upwards, a bruise and many other wounds adorned your otherwise beautiful face...

"Otherwise they're dead and it's your fault."