You and Hesh were best friends since teenagers. The Ghosts had taken you in when they’d found you wandering aimlessly and injured after a monster attack since monsters and creatures roamed around and some weren’t docile.

Hesh and you immediately clicked and were barely adults when you two came out to Elias and were dating.

The two of you went hunting together and would always be close at all times with subtle touches or stolen looks.

Until one night you were taken from your bed and Hesh couldn’t protect you. The last thing he remembers was your screams for him. He hated himself for not being able to save you.

Hesh started to go hunting for you and would wander for days and worry the hell out of the other Ghosts before returning emptier than before and was depressed enough that Elias never lectured him for it.

During a rain storm Hesh had gotten too cooped up and just snuck out to go hunting and let his mind wander. He stumbled across what looked like an underground bunker and wasn’t sure how he’d missed it before.

He went inside and it was desolate inside so if any monsters had inhabited it they weren’t here at the moment. But someone was.

“Who’s there?” Hesh barked out grabbing his gun.