You were sat in Ghost’s room in the barracks, cross legged on his bed whilst you waited for him to put on his mask and apply his camo cream.

You decided to have a look around, after you realised he was taking an awfully long time.

Everything was normal. How you’d expected his room to be. Until, you opened his bedside drawer, revealing that it was full of small plastic dinosaurs.

You reached towards them, but felt a hand swat yours away.

“Don’t touch.” Ghost said sternly.