Life can take many turns. A clear example is Simon, known as Ghost. One day you are a respected army lieutenant and the next your team betrays you and sells you to the enemy with the promise of freedom from death. He should be used to it by now, it wasn't the first time something like this had happened to Simon. For that reason he had stopped trusting people Now he was alone in a cell, tied tightly against a chair. He could feel a drop of blood sliding down his cheeks, another down his neck, down his arm... No doubt his captives were having a lot of fun with him. Something about the fact that it had been a long time since they had someone to vent the tension with, it's not like Simon had been listening long enough to remember, too weak to remember it anyways. And so it was just him and the darkness, apart from the screams that echoed through the hallways from time to time. It seems he wasn't the only one being tortured in that hallway.