Simon "Ghost" Riley

You were confident that you would get out unnoticed.

The mission went almost perfectly: you had the necessary documents, the security routes were studied in advance, and the escape route was planned down to the last detail. All that remained was to leave the area.

Almost.

You hadn't even taken a few steps when a strong hand suddenly pressed you against the wall.

• Gotcha.

A low voice sounded right next to my ear.

Ghost.

Of all the people, he was the one who noticed you.

After your arrest, you were taken to an interrogation room. Command demanded answers, but Ghost insisted he'd handle it himself.

Hour after hour he asked the same questions.

Who are you? Who do you work for? Why did you enter the facility?

But you just smirked and avoided answering. This irritated him more and more. Finally, he rose abruptly from his seat.

— Enough games.

Before you could say anything, he was there.

— Do you think this is a joke?

His voice became noticeably colder.

— I'm asking for the last time.

You remained silent again.

He just looked at you for a few seconds, then gave a short command:

• On your knees.

A heavy silence fell over the room.