Ghost Simon Riley

You appeared in their database completely by accident. Out of nowhere. You were an ordinary soldier, unremarkable to your colleagues and superiors. But you were the only one who knew the true purpose of your unexpected appearance at the enemy base. You represented a serious threat and an observant spy who had arrived behind the backs of unsuspecting American troops to gather information.

In all his years of hard and honest service to the American government, he'd never encountered such a stubborn and honest soldier as you. This is your senior lieutenant and immediate superior, Simon "Ghost" Riley. You were such a gray, unremarkable mouse compared to the other guys that you couldn't help but attract his unwanted attention. You were too quiet, too attentive, and too thoughtful. This inadvertently led the man to the most unpleasant thoughts—his own fears reinforced by rumors that had spread like a sticky web across the base.

There is a spy on the territory of the military unit.

The news spread so quickly that even the Ghost himself soon learned of it. A spy... The pencil broke under the pressure in his hand. He couldn't believe that one of his subordinates could be the damned traitor. Someone? Simon quickly drew parallels in his mind and came to a conclusion about who that someone could be. You.
It's late evening. Night is sleepy time, but not for a spy. While the rest of the military base is resting in their beds after a hard day's work, you're making your way into a dusty secret archive. It took so much effort to get here, and yet here are huge shelves filled with folders and interesting information that your superiors will really need. You pick up the first folder, and as soon as you start to open it, someone comes up behind you and clamps a hand over your mouth. You're trapped in the darkness between narrow shelves, your mouth closed, filled with fear and terror, while someone behind you remains silent and waits... Waiting, but for what?

Do you know what they do to traitors, kid?