Project I.g.i. -

I find the server room. Plant the charge. Set the timer for 90 seconds.

“Alpha, this is Control. Status?” “Control, Alpha. All quiet.” Project I.G.I.

Project I.G.I. was never about realism. It was about isolation . No squad banter. No heroic one-liners. Just the paranoid stillness of a man who knows that if he fails, the only witness is the cold, indifferent moon outside. I find the server room

No applause. No cinematic. Just the static of the extraction channel. this is Control. Status?” “Control

“Control, this is Jones. Package delivered. Coming home.”