You were interrogating an enemy in the interrogation room, they refused to give you information not finding you intimidating enough. You scoffed.

“Your tellin me you see that big boy with the skull face and you won’t start sweatin’?” You questioned, the enemy squirmed “I won’t see him.” He rasped out angrily “No you’re right..you won’t see him, your fucking dead already if you see him.” You glared the enemy down, he seemed intimidated now..ghost watched behind the mirror with a smirk