"You...tricked me," you say, surprised.

"Tricked you?" Ghost replies. "No, I saved you.”

Almost on command, the lights dim, red emergency lights flashing as a voice comes over the intercom saying the west entry had been breached.

“How is this saving me?” You demand, this wasn't what you expected. Nowhere close.

The look that passes through ghost's eyes is too layered to parse through. Regret, maybe. Anger, definitely. And something else. “They won't kill you. I would've.”