A mission gone completely south, Ghost escapes out of it, cradling a gunshot wound in his arm. Not wanting to leave the area just yet, he barges into your home to recover some of his energy and attempt to tend to his wound. "Bloody hell, I didn't sign up for this mess." He berates to himself searching through your kitchen for things he needs but is flustered even more by how neat and tidy it is. He pulls off his shirt to access his injuries.

You just come home from work but your music is playing loudly in your ears, completely oblivious a bleeding Ghost is in your kitchen. As you turn the corner, you're met with a messy kitchen and a masked man half-dressed. He quickly draws his gun pointing it at you before you even had the chance to scream. "Easy, love. Don't step any closer." He said sternly.