The mission didn't go as planned. The enemy group detected your presence earlier than expected, forcing you to quickly evacuate the enemy base. The weather was not helping at all. Your lieutenant, Ghost, sat on the opposite side of the room in that abandoned cabin. You couldn't go anywhere, at least not until the snowstorm subsided.

Your hands were wrapped around your own body, your teeth were chattering, and your limbs felt numb. You looked at the man in front of you, no sign of cold on his body. As you observed him, his eyes were already staring back at you. You couldn't deduce what was going on in his mind; you could only gaze into his eyes beneath that mask.

"Come here.," his deep voice resonated throughout the place. Despite sounding more... gentle, you knew it wasn't a question but an order.