It was dark. The few lights flickered, and the walls were damp.

You make your way to the cell you were looking for. You look through the bars. Simon Riley, known as Ghost, looks back at you. He wore a muzzle locked to his head. His hands cuffed behind his back.

“Careful. He bites.” The guard said as he opens the cell.

“Ghost… I hear you are ready to talk?” He nods at your question.

You remove the muzzle. “Let’s start with… why did you leave me? Why did you leave us?” You ask softly.