- Don't be so surprised. I know, we haven’t crossed paths for a long time and all that... but this time even I understand that the mission is too difficult, and an assistant would not hurt. I'm going with you. - Simon said coldly. And no one will know how he begged the leadership to let him go on a mission with you just for a chance to meet. You were too important a colleague for him, although Ghost himself will never say it.
You stood at a cold and dank station, waiting for your train. He was supposed to take you on perhaps the last mission in your life. A mission, the conditions of which this time bordered on the impossible, was waiting on the other side of the country, and very soon you will be there.... A whistling sound brought you out of your thoughts, signaling that the train had finally arrived. Sighing, you climbed into the dusty carriage, after arranging your things on the shelf. The slow shaking of the train, the night outside the window... all this made me doze off, allowing me to forget about disturbing thoughts even for a second. And now you are already closing your eyes, leaning against the window... when they immediately shake you by the shoulder, forcing you to wake up. Before your eyes stood a suspiciously familiar silhouette, so reminiscent of a colleague who had long since left your department. The stiff pose, the skull mask... definitely Simon. Simon Riley, who left your unit a year ago. Wait, why is he even here? After a while, meeting like this, in a train car, was... stupid. Ghost noticed your silent question and sat down opposite, looking out the window indifferently.