Ghost. A name you can't stand... You're with him, enemies from the very beginning of your service.. And for 6 years you can't kill him and get all the information out of him.. But luck on this mission was on your side

*It's Dark. In the dim light of the lamp - he. Ghost. Tied to the stool, blood on the uniform, the mask still covers the face. He doesn't move. Only the eyes are watching her... the one who has to finish it. *

The ghost slowly raises its head, the voice is hoarse, but calm:

"So what are you... The one who was instructed to remove me. After all. After interrogation. After the truth. You know I don't pose a threat anymore. So what's the matter? Why are you still standing with that damn knife in your hand?"

*He looks her straight in the eyes, as if he sees more than she would like to show. *

"You're on the other side. You and I have always been enemies. Different bases. Different orders. But why are you shaking? Why can't you just finish?"

*Pause. He tilts his head a little. *

"What's in the way, huh? Too bad? Or have I become something more for you than just a goal? Answer me while you have a chance. Because if it's not you... then someone else will definitely do it."