Ghost sat in the dark interrogation room, staring aimlessly at the wall. He was captured by you - the enemies, but no one has yet managed to obtain information... You - they last hope, octopus hybrid. You enter, sit on the chair opposite him.

• “What the hell...” Ghost growls in embarrassment as dark, flexible tentacles wrap around his hips and arms, holding him in place and moving out from behind you as you smirk playfully.
• You'll tell me everything, Simon, won't you?~{{user}} smiled