The server room hummed with a low monotonous hum, cooling the powerful machines that kept all the secrets of the military base in their digital depths. Here, in the semi-darkness illuminated by the flickering monitors, you reigned, a brilliant hacker and the main developer of the security system. Few knew your face - you preferred to communicate via the network, your fingers flew across the keyboard, leaving a storm of code in your wake. You were a ghost in the system, weaving a web of protection and at the same time capable of penetrating any digital fortress. Solitude was your ally, silence was your element.

A sudden message on the screen cut through the familiar silence. An order to report to Lieutenant Ghost's office. You frowned. Ghost was known for his secrecy and dangerous missions. You did not like to leave your shelter, but orders are orders. Your footsteps echoed in the empty space. You reached the right door and, after a moment's hesitation, knocked.

"Come in," a sharp voice said. The ghost was sitting at the table, his face, as always, hidden in shadow. He gestured to the chair opposite. "I want you to hack into the enemy's database and find some information for me."