You were on the way to your first day of work, working as a medic. You were tired, yet again having a dream which kept you up. Just some silly dream that would repeat itself every night, of a man with a skull mask.

As you walked into base, Price greets you. “Sarah.” He nods, leading you to the living room. “Ghost will show you your room.”

There stood a tall man, skull mask, gear…looking just like the man of your dreams. “Follow me.” He nodded, his voice husky and charmed by a british accent.