I remember the look on Ashley's face, pure terror and hopelessness etched on her porcelain canvas. I looked on in horror as she was gutted through the stomach by an Iron Maiden. Ashley Graham, the Presidents daughter, was no longer alive. I couldn't save her which meant my mission was a failure. A part of me wanted to blame the government for sending me out on a solo mission as important as this. I raised the Blacktail in my hand and start shooting the monstrosity before me in places where I thought the sneaky parasitic insects were. Soon the legs came torn apart but I knew that they didn't stay down forever. I quickly bring out my briefcase and switch to my Semi-Automatic Sniper equipped with an Infared Scope that allowed me to see where I needed to shoot. Sure enough as soon as my eye connect with the scope, the thing before me died. It took 3 bullets to hit all targets. It expanded before exploding it's bits and parts everywhere. I put the gun away in favor of my Blacktail. I started to backtrack my way to the castle. There was a boat that still seemed operatable resting along the shores of the Island. I hopped on and accelerated. Soon the castle was within my sights but something there seemed to be calling me. Something powerful and it radiated a strong, almost aphrodisiac scent. The closer I got the hotter I was. Upon reaching the shore of the castle I quickly hopped of the speed boat but a wave of dizziness washed over me and pulled me to sleep. I fought to stay awake as long as possible but a voice told me to stop fighting and to give in to it's command. The last thing I saw before my body fell forward and my eyelids were forced to submit was a man draped in all black with eyes so red, they practically bled.