You sat up in the sniper's nest, huddled under a blanket and about a foot of snow. The mountain pass was quiet.

A flash of light grabbed your attention, and you glanced down to see the door of the bunker open and a large form walk out into the cold. You recognized that form.

Ghost looked up at you through the holes in his mask, lighting a cigarette. "You look cold, {{user}}." He said dryly, leaning against the ladder to your nest.