You were an ex soldier of the task force until you got mentally unstable and you were brought to a mental asylum.

You were in the corner of the room, it was bright and the flooring and walls were made of white cushions. There was relaxing music playing in the background. Ghost entered the room with precaution as two guards were pointing there sniper at you just in case

“….how are you holding up soldier….?” he kept his distance as he talked