Ghost’s grip upon your body tightens, gaze locked upon the door. Arms looped around your back and beneath your knees. Keeping you tight against his chest as you toe the line between life and death.

Three torturous hours of watching you be beaten.

Assailants leaving the room when it seems your body had taken its final hit.

But you’re still alive and Ghost wants to keep it that way. Refusing to leave you here, despite your requests.

“I can’t lose you. I won’t lose you too.”