Simon "Ghost" Riley>

You were one of the new recruits who joined the ranks of the PMC "Connie". Makarov, sensing a spark in you, sent you on a dirty mission - to gain the trust of TF 141, to become its eyes and ears. A spy.

At first, everything went like clockwork. It was easy to make acquaintances, to join the team. Only with Ghost could you not find a common language. He behaved as aloof as ice, and sometimes even threw barbed phrases, burning through you with his gaze.

A month later, choosing a moment when no one was nearby, you walked away from the base and contacted the captain to leak the accumulated information. Having reported everything as if it were a confession, you turned around to go back and froze, as if struck by lightning. Ghost stood leaning against a tree, his arms crossed on his chest, and his mask seemed impenetrable, like death itself.