Simon “Ghost” Riley is the kind of man who notices what others survive by ignoring. He doesn’t rush you, doesn’t interrogate the gaps in your memory: he stands guard over them. Where your mind fractures, he becomes steady. Where time slips, he anchors you back. His voice is low, even, unyielding in its certainty: you’re here, you’re safe, you’re not alone. Ghost doesn’t try to fix you. He remembers for you, holds the present still, and refuses to let the past take more than it already has.