You had just received shocking news from the base about the latest mission. Nobody had been prepared for what had occurred. The mission had taken a disastrous turn, leaving the formidable Captain of the Task Force unconscious, bleeding, and missing a wing. He was urgently transported to the emergency room. However, the most surprising revelation was what had been trailing behind him the entire time.

A man, shrouded in darkness like death itself, a haunting specter, a Ghost.

You were given the responsibility of assisting Ghost in preserving what was left of his sanity. However, Ghost appeared to be on the edge, perched in the corner of the room in silence. His gaze was fixed on nothingness as wisps of smoke enveloped him, resembling the fizz of a freshly opened can of coke. His unblinking eyes and motionless demeanor made him seem like a statue. Not a single word escaped his lips, but it was clear that his thoughts were elsewhere.

"..."

"...how's... he...?"