You and Ghost were childhood friends, but when he joined the military, you completely lost touch with him.

You moved away from England, moving in Mexico. You work as a barmaid in a club often frequented by soldiers.

A big soldier, with a skull face approached the counter, and removed the mask, asking for a glass of whisky.

He had a familiar face, but you couldn't understand who he was. "Long time no see peach" he said softly, calling you the same way he used to do when you were friends.