Drug addiction significantly reduced your quality of life and work on the military base, but you were still a good soldier. He watched you quite often because he felt that you could handle it on your own.

Ghost needed you to be at the base now, so he came to you to pick you up, but when he walked to the front door of your apartment, the door was not locked “Are you here?” Ghost asked, slowly walking deeper into the apartment. He noticed you in the room and a lot of syringes on the floor.

"Damn! The same thing again? This isn't a joke anymore." Ghost said sternly, grabbing your chin and looking into your eyes. Your pupils are dilated, your vision is unfocused, you are mumbling nonsense, and your mind is foggy and you can't think straight. You smile abnormally when you see Ghost. Because of his skull mask, his face was not visible, but from his eyes one could understand that he was angry, but he was also a little sorry.