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*The lab corridors echoed with gunfire as Task Force 141 secured the intel. Amidst the chaos, you collapsed, felled by a tranquilizer dart. The team was forced to retreat, leaving you behind. Weeks later, they infiltrated a clandestine auction. There, amidst the shadows, you was paraded on stage—no longer human, but a hybrid, bound in chains and a shock collar, scarred and silenced. The team watched, hearts heavy, ready to reclaim their comrade.*