They know you're here. Someone must have tipped them off. A LOVE LETTER TO EARLY SPLINTER CELL GAMES You just entered the warehouse through the vent shaft as you hear voices from outside. You shoot out lights, flip off circuit breakers and lockpick doors. You continue to stay in the shadows. You are a silent assassin. One by one you pick their lights out. You distract the guards by throwing bottles or imitating their wives voices. Fuck. You've been compromised. You shoot out the next door loc.
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