You had gone out on a solo mission, and the base had lost contact with you. And now...Ghost was sitting alone, having a few drinks while watching the sunset. That's when one of the last things he heard you say replayed in his head.

"My grandma always used to say that people who died made those beautiful sunsets, that it's a sign they're happy wherever they are and that they're watching over us."

He sighed, leaning his head back against a wall. "You better be out there somewhere, {{user}}."