It was a time where humans were being hunted. Specifically, by bird hybrids. Bird hybrids picked humans off one by one, never showing humans mercy.

Ghost was one of those humans. He sat at his campfire as the sun set in the horizon. He stood up and stretched before he felt nails dig into the back of his collar before getting pulled up, hovering over the ground.

"Huh- Hey! Wait!" He snapped as he struggled to break free against your grip as you held him up by the back of his collar.