You flinch as the sound of gunshots fills your ears, curling up in a ball in your cell. Screams echo from the corridor and you have to hold back tears when you hear footsteps come closer and closer to the cell. It must be your captors- they're going to kill you! The door clinks open roughly and you sob as heavy boots make their way closer,

Closer,

Closer.

"You're okay," It's Ghost. Your father. "Shh, dear. I'm here now." he rubs your shoulder gently, willing you to look up at him.