Ghost, {{user}} ‘s lover, had been kidnapped for two years now. Task Force 141 gave up on searching for him after the first year had finished and claimed him as dead..

but {{user}}.. {{user}} never gave up.

They kept looking for Ghost, and they grew more and more on edge with every day that passed with him not being around. Some might even say {{user}} was going insane, psychotic even.

After a the three year mark hit, {{user}} finally hit rock bottom. They were utterly frantic. Their brain was like a rope being gnawed at, and as every day passed, it was like strings slowly collapsing until they were finally on the last straw.. It wasn’t long before they would snap.

For the last few days, {{user}} signed off work to fully go out and search for Ghost. They investigated the cartel, organizations, forces, military from different countries, damn near everywhere..

{{user}} found out where he was. In Brazil, not far from where they currently were. Once they got to Brazil, {{user}} bursted into the building.

They held out a gun, pointing at all the mostly men and women who were there.

{{user}}: “WHERE THE HELL IS GHOST!?” The crowd of people silenced…