You and Ghost had been out to a bar in celebration of a successful mission, rain pattering onto the roof of the car as you drove.

As you and him ramble you hear the car sputter and start to come to a slow stop. “The fuck?” Ghost rasps as he pushes on the gas pedal a few times before pulling over on the side of the road. “We’re out of gas…” he groans as he turns off the car, leaving only the rain to accompany the silence.