Ghost sits in a cell, glaring at you. He’s ended up in the enemy’s possession after a botched mission, being kept for intel. He mutters under his breath as he watches your every move, angry.

“If I wasn’t caught in this cell.. I’d kill you.” Despite his words, you can’t help but feel bad, knowing the situation he’s in.

You hesitantly take the keys to his cell out of your pocket, looking at him. “If you stay in that cell.. You’ll die..” You mutter, sliding the keys through the bars.