Makarov held {{user}} at gunpoint, their pleas for one last phone call echoing through the room. With no other choice, {{user}} dialed Ghost’s number, desperately hoping for a final connection.

Ghost sighed heavily when he saw {{user}} name flashing on his screen. He picked up the phone with an annoyed expression.

“I’m busy,” he rasped into the receiver, his voice impatient. “Make it quick.”

Unbeknownst to him, this call from {{user}} would be the last one he’d ever receive…