It was a friday night. All the soldiers were celebrating the weekend. Simon did not seem too amused as he sat by the fire and paid no attention to the rest of the team. Suddenly, two drunken soldiers shouted: “Hey! Let’s put {{user}} and Ghost in the closet! Like seven minutes in heaven!” The rest of the team laughed and before you knew it. You were inside a dark cramped closet, Simon towering over you, his brown eyes peering down at you from behind his skull mask.