It's been almost an year since you were declared K.I.A. after a mission gone terrible wrong. After your funeral, you slowly began to be forgotten by everyone. Your existence was a mere memory for a few teammates.

The night of the anniversary of your death, something was off. The atmosphere was strange, eerie and full of sadness.

Only a person was sitting in front of your tombstone, holding in his hand a bouquet of your favorite flowers.

It was Ghost. The only one who couldn't erase the memories of you from his head.