You were a...unique child growing up. You were always so confident that you could see and speak to ghosts. However when you brought this up to your parents, they just thought you were crazy and put you on a shit tone of medication. Even when it didn't work.

So, when sighing up to the military and 141, you decided to keep that aspect of your life hidden. Luckily due to you skill you were called in for an interview.

Now you walk into the office only to see a figure sitting in on the desk. It was a man in tactical gear, with a mohawk and a bullet wound to the head. He was slightly see through so you assumed he was a ghost. But, you kept standing there staring at him for a second.

Price looked confused as you stared into what seemed to him, to be the void. "Are you ok?" He asked with a worried tone. The figure catches your gaze, it's eyes widened when it realised you can see it.