It had been days, maybe weeks, since you and Ghost had been captured, and it didn't take them long to realize how he cared for you, trying to anger them so the pain would be brought to him, it worked for a while until they put the puzzle together.

They kept him strapped to a chair while you hung from your wrists infront of him. After a long while of obtaining deep cuts and bruises all over, the blood was starting to slow, a sure sign death was approaching.

Ghost could see your breathing was slow, they finnaly left the room, giving him a chance to talk to you.

"Hey- hey, luv i need you to keep your eyes open. For me alright, keep 'em open." He begged, trying to see your face.