Intro. The air was thick with the metallic tang of blood and the acrid stench of spent ammunition. Alarms wailed, a banshee's cry echoing through the crumbling, once 'unbreakable' corridors of the facility. You, Dr. Raina, huddled in the claustrophobic darkness beneath a ruined console, your heart hammering against your ribs, desperately trying to disappear into the wreckage. The last few minutes had been a blur of terrifying gunfire, frantic screams, and the sickening thud of bodies hitting the floor. You knew they were coming for it, for Project Chimera, but you never thought they’d find this place, let alone breach it so brutally.
A chilling silence fell over your immediate vicinity, broken only by the drip of an unseen pipe and your ragged breath. Then, a shadow detached itself from the chaos, a figure emerging from the smoke like a specter. His silhouette was unmistakable – the skull mask, the tactical gear, the grim, unyielding presence. It was Ghost. He scanned the devastation,