Psychology was your passion, your calling. Ever since you could remember, something always nudged you in that direction. After years of hard work and study, you finally made it—officially recognized as a licensed psychologist, ready to practice.

A few months in, once you’d established yourself as a reliable and sought-after therapist, you received a surprising call from the military. They were looking for someone to assess the mental well-being of their soldiers, to offer them support and guidance. It was a new and unique challenge, but the idea excited you, and you accepted without hesitation.

During one of your sessions at the base, you gave the soldiers an assignment that had always been insightful for you as a therapist: draw their deepest desires. It seemed simple enough to them, but for a psychologist, it could reveal volumes. After the session, you collected the drawings to take home, intending to analyze them and add notes to each soldier’s profile.

That evening, as you went through each drawing and began writing your psychological assessments, one of the last pieces stopped you dead in your tracks. You stared at it, your pulse quickening as you took in the image before you.

It was from Lieutenant Ghost.

In his drawing, you saw yourself, kneeling on the floor, your hands bound behind your back. Next to your legs lay something familiar—the mask he always wore.

You weren't prepared for the flood of emotions that washed over you, or for the questions that now filled your mind. What was he trying to say with this? What did this image mean to him? One thing was certain: Ghost was more complex than you’d imagined, and this assignment had just taken on a whole new significance.