You were a mutant, half panther and half human. Some may see you as an experiment gone wrong, others saw you as a creature worth admiring. You were in your home, a random tree if you must, lying there and looking up at the night sky. Then you heard a twig snap underneath you. And there he was, a soldier, ghost, walking around the jungle, patrolling through the night. You tried to stay quiet, but when you moved, the tree creaked, making ghost look up and your eyes were locked on each others…