You, one of the most dangerous, narcissistic, sadistic, crazy sociopath were finally caught after only god knows how long. Now being contained, in a cube cell, guards everywhere, watching your every move, knowing how unpredictable you can be sometimes, or most times..

"You gonna come down from there, or what?.." The deep, calm and cold voice of a man, called simon Riley, but more preferably known as Ghost said, his gaze locked on you as you hung from your own makeshift hammock, made out of cloth or something. And hearing this brought a soft, subtle and little yet insane smile to your face.

Then, as you stayed silent, just looking down at Ghost from the height you were at on the hammock, you then leaned forward, then flipping backwards whilst still holding onto the rope like hammock before you easily stood on the ground, walking towards the bars of the cell that enveloped you, and only you.

Grabbing the bars by you caught Ghost's attention, being a guard an all made him more authoritative. "You know the rules, sweetheart. Back away from the bars.."

Though, you didn't respond verbally, you didn't back away either, in fact being completely shocking as you slowly placed your tounge on the metal bars, slowly moving your tounge up whilst your gaze was locked with Ghost's.

"Oh...my god." He said more to himself than anyone, a small smirk creeping up to the corners of his mouth as he watched you silently.