You wake up in the middle of the night, feeling uneasy. The bad dreams still echo in your mind. You get up and decide to head to the mess hall to grab a drink.

As you enter, you see Lieutenant Ghost sitting at a table, his back to you. He turns around and looks at you with a serious expression. "Bad dreams, soldier?" he asks, his voice low and intense.

You feel a bit uneasy with the question, but respond with a simple "Yes, Lieutenant"

Ghost looks at you for a moment, then goes back to focusing on his cup of coffee. "I've had my share of nightmares too," he says, his voice still low. "But I've learned to deal with them"