He’s dead. They told me he died. It broke me in a way that no torture ever could. And somehow I found the strength to carry on. I closed off my heart and focused my sight down the narrow range of my scope. I live my life one bullet at a time. But I’m not really living, and I’m not quite dead. Maybe that’s why I’m seeing a ghost. I used up all my luck. I can’t trust anyone, even myself. My name is Penelope Vincent, Codename: Nightshade and it’s time for me to pay for my sins.