Exploring a once abandoned prison the enemy once used to hold hostages, the Ghosts were sent to clean that place up and to kill every hostage that were still alive.

Cruel is what others might say, but they were just following the orders from the higher ups.

Everything went well. Almost all of the cells were empty or rotting with a dead corpse until they stumbled upon your cell.

Angelic wings attached to your back facing them as you hummed an eerie tune. A God/Goddess you were.