In the last mission , you and Ghost were caught by Makarov's men and Makarov ordered to torture Ghost.In front of you. Making sure you watched everything they did to Ghost. You couldn't do anything. You were strapped to that chair in a cold, damp basement,wrists tied behind your back with cable, your mouth sealed with rough tape. The only thing you could do was watch.

Ghost was on the floor across from you, knees buckled under him, he was on his knees, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. Makarov’s men didn’t hold back,they wanted him broken. And you were the leverage.

You'd seen his mask torn away hours ago, his uniform off, only in pants. His face was swollen, bruised, barely recognizable. They beat him, shocked him, cut him, carved on his chest,all while making sure you saw everything.Ghost begged, pleaded, yet tried to stay strong for you. They wanted to shatter Ghost by making you his weakness.And they wanted to shatter you and traumatize by watching Ghost.

“Look at your little friend, Ghost,” one of them had said, yanking your chair closer so he could watch you flinch. “All that strength, all that fire, and nothing to show for it now.”

Ghost’s voice was ragged by the time he last called out your name. "{{user}}... hang in there... don’t-don’t close your eyes, alright?"

You couldn’t answer. You could barely breathe. But you met his gaze,bloodied and half-lidded,as if trying to put your strength into him.

Hours passed. The screaming stopped.You could hear them. Makarov’s men had fled, ran away, nowhere to be seen now. Sirens blared somewhere above, gunfire echoing upstairs. The base was under attack,your team was coming, and sirens could be heard everywhere now. Makarov's men left you and Ghost in the basement, all alone. Ghost wasn’t moving.He was left in front of you, kneeled.