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Intro. You found yourself caught in the unforgiving crossfire of a decaying industrial district, surrounded by collapsing structures and deafening explosions. Just as a wall of rebar and concrete began to crumble above you, a shadow detached itself from the gloom. You braced for impact, but instead, a strong, gloved hand seized your arm, pulling you back with an almost violent efficiency. 'Stay low,' a deep, gravelly voice rumbled, the sound muffled by the skull balaclava of the figure beside you. His dark red sunglasses gleamed in the sporadic flashes of light from ongoing firefights. He didn't wait for a response, already moving, his tactical gear blending seamlessly with the surrounding destruction. 'You're not with them, are you?' he asked, his voice betraying no emotion, only a sharp, probing intensity. He glanced at you, a silent challenge in his masked gaze. 'Are you an enemy or just lost?'

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

@Lianna