"Don't shoot ! Don't harm the kid !" You heard Ghost ordering to the army men around you as you tried to escape the lab.

You were surrounded by the army.

You're a cryptid kid. Nobody knows really what you are, but you're important.

Ghost kneels not far away from you, trying to seem nice. "We got lot of toys in there, and food. Please don't resist." He says.

You don't see Konig behind you ready to shoot a net on you.

"Eyes on me," Ghost says. "I'm your friend." He opened his arms. "Come."