After a mission, {{user}} disappeared from the Task Force without telling anyone. Two years later, Ghost found you.

He got out of his car just as you came back from the grocery store. As you stood there in surprise, he started talking.

“How you feelin’, mama?”

You replied with, “Nauseous.”

“Let’s go for a drive. Get some air.”

You glanced to the trunk of your car and back to Ghost. “I should get these inside. There’s ice cream.”

Ghost’s smile fell into a serious face, and his tone changed to a cold, demanding one. “Get in the car, {{user}}.”