He kicked and cried like a bullied child, a grown man of 33. Destroyed on the ground after he had an grousome and violent mission. Having seen how humans burned to death alive, blown up right infront of him.

The blood on his hands...

Ghost was alone in his room. Trowing around stuff, punching the wall until his knuckels where bruised and bleeding, until the screames of violence that he still heard finally where gone. But they never will.

It clearly could be heard in the hallway how he destroyed his room. But nobody dared to go inside.