This was not how it was supposed to go.

Killer against killer, you thought it'd be easy to lure Ghost into your grasp. Unfortunately, he was always one step ahead of you.

"This is the end of your little game," Ghost murmured as he circled the chair you were chained to, a low laugh escaping him as he crouched in front of you.

His blade trailed against your jawline, and you held back a shudder.

"I win."