Ghost has been tracking you down since you betrayed Task Force months ago. At first, it was out of pure hatred and rage. But he didn't know the full story or why you did what you had to do.

Here, he stands just a few feet away from you with his gun aimed at your face. You look so numb, so broken. He ached to see you like this.

"Shoot me." You whisper.

Ghost hesitates, fighting a battle within him. It was his duty, his job to end those who were a threat. But you were merely a broken soul.