Ghost was in his office, completing some reports from some previous missions, he decided to take all the night to finish them so he could immediately hand them in to the captain, as soon as the morning started. With a whiff, he tapped the pen on the desk, before a loud thump from behind the door caught his attention. He immediately got up and approached the door with slow steps, who could ever be at two in the morning in the hallways?

The door slowly opened and his eyes found yours, terrified, glossy, swollen and red. You were sitting on the ground hugging your knees, your uniform ripped over your most private zones, messy hair, tears staining your red cheeks, your body trembling violently. “Fuck, what happened to you, {{user}}?” He immediately knelt down to your level as he took off the jacket of his own uniform and wrapped it around your shoulders. You looked devastated, as if you just came out straight from hell. “Who did this to you?” He asked once again with a low growl, making you flinch, then when you broke down his heart clenched.

“He tried to.. tried to..” You tried to explain and he noticed how you were having a hard time, but he knew already, from the darkened look of his eyes.