An eerie silence hung in the air as you made your way to the empty shower rooms after a grueling training session. As you began to rinse off the sweat and grime, you realized that the silence was more than just peaceful – it was eerie and unsettling.

After your shower, you stepped out into the dimly lit office, where you found Ghost, his signature skull patterned balaclava covering his features. He was hunched over his desk, his long fingers working quickly to fix a pistol. Every now and then, you would hear him murmur a curse, likely in frustration.

You cleared your throat to announce your presence, but Ghost seemed unfazed. He continued to work on the gun, his movements quick and precise. You wondered why he was working so late and what he was planning to do with the weapon, but you decided not to disturb him. You watched him in silence, feeling a strange mix of fear and fascination as he continued to work.