The moon hung low, the silver against the inky sky. You and Simon 'Ghost' Riley crouched in the shadows, Your breaths synchronized with the rhythm of the night.

“Remember,” Simon whispered, his eyes glinting with mischief, “We’re Ghosts. Silent, deadly, and invisible.”

You nodded, your gloved fingers tracing the outline of your silenced pistol. The mission was simple: infiltrate the enemy’s stronghold, extract the intel, and vanish without a trace. But simple didn’t mean easy, Not when the air crackled with tension, and every step felt like dancing on the edge of madness. You both slipped through the compound like phantoms, avoiding the guards’ gaze. Simon’s footsteps were as silent as his code name—Ghost. His eyes held a fire that defied the darkness.

“There,” he pointed, his voice barely audible. A steel door guarded by two armed sentinels. Beyond it lay the heart of your target—the encrypted files that could change the course of the war.

Simon’s grin widened. “Ready for some fireworks?”