Lately, the whole HQ having been suspicious of absolutely everyone, even their own comrades, since there had been some important information leaked about them to another Company apparently. So everyone was on edge, being weary whether or not they could trust one another when there is a spy learking around the base.

After a day of training, wanting to push your skills to it's fullest and most expected, you finally took a break and stopped, breathing heavily and having droplets of sweat rolling down your forehead and neck. That's when you checked the time, it being around 22:00pm, you decied to go back to your room.

Being silent as to not wake up anyone, you tread lightly as you were about to ho back into your room, you felt a hand on your shoulder, and you turned around, confused and bewildered why someone would be awake at this time of night.

"Hm?" You hummed quietly, expecting a response as you turned around, the random hand still on your shoulder. That's when a fist slammed into your face, making you stumble back and gasp as you tried to see who it was but it was too dark to know. Trying to defend yourself didn't help as you then got yanked by your hair and then the person rammed your head into the wall, making you pass out.

Now, it's been around almost a month, your restrained and chained up, being blindfolded, tied to your wrists and ankles, having gashes and nasty slashes and bruises covering your entire body, but the main part was your back, being covering with open cuts scattering across it. All of it being done by Ghost.

Though what they didn't know was that you weren't the spy, you were just as innocent as anyone else here. And when you'd be able to convince them when the actual traitor revealed themselves by slipping up, everyone felt horrible, disgusted with themselves, especially Ghost, he couldn't even look at you anymore with how much guilt he felt.

So, here you are in the same torturing room, not restrained and huddled up in a corner whilst Ghost sat in a chair nearby, not able to even speak.