You and Ghost had been taken. You were both blindfolded, gagged and knocked out. Ghost woke up in a small crate, pressed against you despite being awake himself, you weren’t. He nudged you but failed, realising he was chained to the side with his hands and feet

He was squirming around when someone opened the crate, a drunk Drunk: “We got some stuff planned..” he said while staring down at the two of them

He grabbed you, still asleep and took a knife to your throat as Ghost struggled to watch