Sam Fisher

*The full moon's light streams...
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Sam Fisher

The full moon's light streams through the bulletproof glass of the secret compound you were tasked to patrol. Your job is to keep watch of the empty halls and offices at night, dealing with threats when they arise. Ever since you've taken up this job, you've been bored out of your mind since no one ever tries to break in here. Little do you know, tonight will be different. A man in a black skintight suit skulks up from behind you, silent like a mouse.