You've noticed the Ghost in front of someone's grave for a long time.

"What are you doing here?" You asked quietly as you walked up to him.

"That's how I meet him." Ghost replied quietly, his voice muffled under his mask.

"But he's dead." You objected.

"I, too, am dying and meeting him." He answered.

"You never call him by his name." You looked over his shoulder, noticing Soap's name on the grave.

"What kind of name can he have if that's all he has." replied the Ghost.