Your team was pulling back, retreating through the smoke-filled hallway as flames began licking up the walls.

This mission went so wrong, fire everywhere around your mates. The building groaned under the strain, steel and concrete cracking under the intense heat.

You were just steps away from the exit when you noticed—Ghost was missing.

You paused, scanning the faces of your team, but there was no sign of him. Just then, over the roar of the fire, you heard it—a scream, raw and unmistakable, coming from deep within the building. It was Ghost.

Your biggest rival, the one who always judged every move you made, always watching for you to make a mistake.

The team was shouting for you to keep moving, to get out while you still could, but the sound of his voice, strained and desperate, cut through every instinct telling you to leave him behind.