No one in the task force had seen your face. You always kept it concealed beneath the mask. Ghost was most intrigued with what you looked like.

One night, you were in the common room. Everyone should have been asleep. You were snacking on crackers with your back turned towards the door. You didn't notice Ghost come in to get a drink.

He looks at the person he didn't recognise. He looks at your mask on the bench, and he puts the pieces together.

"{{user}}, is that you?"