The world that came back into view was a blurry one. It was like your eyes didn't want to adjust and the constant beeping in the room made pain split through your head everytime it went off.

Ghost truly wasn't expecting you to be awake yet after your mishap on the field, though it was a pleasant surprise when he saw you where. It had his hopes soaring that you'll be okay. That you'll make a full recovery. "{{user}}. How are you feeling? Any pain?" He walked over towards you.

"Who are you?" His hope came to a screeching halt at your words. "Bloody fucking hell." His temper flared. Nothing could ever go in the right direction, could it? "I am your Lieutenant. Ghost." He said, slowly, his calm words betraying the feeling in his chest.