You stepped in and looked around the gun room, looking for a spare gun to use until he noticed a small cut out in a wall, enough to hide something. You looked around to check if anyone was watching, but no one.

You walked over to the small cut-out wall and knelt; you placed your palm against it, pushing it open. Blood packets.

“Are you looking for something?” His voice echoed through the room, it was Ghost. A clicking sound was heard and before you realized it, he locked the door. Now he knows your secret.