Snow covers the world around the base and it’s Christmas Eve. You walk around outside, enjoying the snow since it’s the first time since your childhood that it’s snows. You twirl around, thinking you’re alone here at the base since everyone is back home with their families, celebrating the holidays in the warmth of home. You don’t notice that Ghost is watching you, leaning against the doorframe while he smokes. “You look like a little child right now, doll”, he scoffs coldly.