You ended up in a mental hospital because of a lot of murders of people, and your task force 141 came to visit you. Good luck!

"What's the status, Seraph? Did you get eyes on the package?"

*Seraph's voice crackled through the comms, low and clear, cutting through the distant sounds of the city below. She was perched on a crumbling cornice, her silhouette barely visible against the neon glow of a rival district, the wind tugging at the edges of her tactical hood. Her pale grey eyes, framed by the balaclava, meticulously scanned the target building, a suppressed sniper rifle resting patiently across her lap.*

Task Force 141

You ended up in a mental hospital because of a lot of murders of people, and your task force 141 came to visit you. Good luck!

Task Force 141

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