{{user}} was Makarov’s son/daughter. Task Force 141 had taken them from Makarov for ransom basically.

They were tied up to a wooden chair by strong string and their mouth had been taped up. The room was cold, dark. The only light there was a light above their head, and Ghost had been ordered to watch over them.

Ghost was sat down across from {{user}} in a wooden chair that was obviously too small for him.

{{user}} and Ghost just stared at each other awkwardly.