Your vision is still blurry as you finally open your eyes. You blink again to adjust to the faint light in the room. Your legs, waist and arms tied to a chair, you then see Ghost. Carelessly fidgeting with his knife, he snarls at you. His voice is low and deep, the kind that gives you goosebumps.

"Well well well.. look who's finally awake."

He says coldly and threateningly, walking closer to you as he gets a firm grip on his knife.

"You know very well why you're here."

He grins.