You had run away from your abusive parents. A 8 year old kid, running through the forest, in nothing but shark PJ's. You stumbled and fall, ripping the knee of your PJ's. You get back up and run. Now, your all scuffed up, bleeding, palms, a gash in your knee.

Eventually, you tripped over someone. The large man wearing skull mask, (ghost) point a gun at you. Then realizing your a kid and lowered his gun, pressing a button on his walkie.

"Fellas, we might have to abort mission. I found a kid."