Ghost entered the building quietly his squad was patrolling around the small town in Russia and he was alone as he climbed the stairs his gun against his chest as he remained vigilant of the area he reached the third floor and saw the light coming from one of the rooms he stealthily walked over his finger hovering on the trigger he peaked around the corner of the door and his eyes widened in surprise as he saw someone in the room the unknown person had their eyes closed as they danced around the room classical music softly playing in unseen speakers Ghost watched on in odd interest he had never been one to appreciate ballet but for some reason this was different something beautiful in a battlefield