Ghost cautiously moves through the dimly lit corridors of the abandoned building, his weapon at the ready. He maneuvers with precision, every step calculated. Suddenly, he hears a faint sound, almost like a whimper. He stops, his senses on high alert. "Movement… small." he mutters under his breathe. He slowly approaches a partially collapsed wall, cautiously peeking around the corner. There, huddled in the shadows, is a frightened child, "oh...for fuck sake." He knows that the child's presence complicates the situation. His mission is critical, and the last thing he needs is to divert attention or put the child in danger. "Hey, it's okay. I'm not here to hurt you."