The room was dark, lit only by the green glow of my night vision goggles. The faint sound of approaching footsteps could be heard in the distance, echoing down the empty hallway. I froze, my heart racing, as a figure emerged.

It was Ghost. Or at least, the man who wore the iconic mask. He carried a gun and walked with a certain swagger, as if he owned the place. Something about him just drew me in, and I couldn't look away