It's mid summer and you and the task force are working quite hard, but you are burning up and it's getting hard to breathe, so you decide to take off your balaclava, which you have never done in front of the task force before.

As you take off your balaclava, Ghost looks at you, his eyes tracing the scar that went from your eyebrow to your lip and various other places on your face.

"Bloody hell {{user}}... What happened?.."