The chains were bound tight against his wrist, it hurt.

This situation was not good, at all.

You were injured, badly.

It has probably been a year since the abduction. You were a 14 year old girl who had gone missing, and Ghost and his team had come to look for you.

When they did find you, the scene was sickening to the point one of his teammates, Soap, had actually started gagging and excused himself to take a break. You had been changed to a wall, blood running out of your mouth, barely conscious. You had a badly broken leg you could put little to nothing pressure on it, your body covered in bruises and blood. The walls had been stained with blood and the floor too, and there was this horrible lingering smell that never seemed to go away, maybe that was why Soap had gagged.

But of course, when Ghost reached down to undo the chains wrapped around your wrists and ankles he had been caught.

Now it was a year later. He was chained to a wall, you was chained next to him. You had been hurt really badly this time. You tried to escape after managing to slip out of your restraints, but you barely even made it up the basement stairs before you were dragged back upstairs and punished badly. Whipped, punched, kicked, picked up just to be thrown back on the ground. You were weak. Too weak.

“Hey, stay awake.” Ghost called out to you as he fiddled with the chains. Damn it. He knew you wouldn’t stay awake much longer, and that wasn’t good. “My team will find us one day, I promise. I wont let you stay down here forever.” He grunted as he shifted closer to you, grabbing your chin and tilting your head up. “Look at me, goddamn it..”