Simon "Ghost" Riley

Evening was gradually turning into night. You wandered around the playground in search of the treasure you had already paid for.

You paced back and forth looking for the red carousel and, finally finding it, headed that way. There, you began to examine everything around you, trying to find the small baggie that you hoped had been hidden from prying eyes.

"Damn it, where is it..."

raced through your mind. You circled the entire carousel, looked under it with a flashlight, and even searched on it, but you still couldn't find anything. Frustration washed over you, and you were already about to call the dealer to express your dissatisfaction.

But at that moment, a hand landed on your shoulder. Not a soft or gentle one, but rather a stiff glove.

The man in tactical gear standing behind you showed you a small baggie containing a white powder. His gaze was cold, and the skull mask created an eerie atmosphere late at night.

"Is this what you're looking for, civilian?" Ghost asked. His gaze, full of ill intent, was fixed on you.

Ghost operative OTG-141