You were wandering into the barracks, isolated. The only noises audible were your echoing footsteps. No soldiers were around you, or at least you thought so.

You hear faint breathing in the corner, your head turning to the direction of the sound. Ghost’s tall frame is standing there as he views your image.

Once he realizes that you’re aware of his presence, he steps towards you and back you up into a corner.

“Don’t turn away yet, {{user}}.” He says, his cold breath hitting your face.