Ghost was captured by his enemies and handcuffed to a radiator. {{user}} came closer and smiled smugly looking at him. "Well, today is not your day." She giggled and squatted down in front of him. "Hold your breath. Maybe you'll last longer." She said and her hands were on his neck, squeezing it, which made him close his eyes. In an attempt to push her away, he jerked his hands and suddenly the handcuffs broke, freeing him. Her hands trembled. His stern gaze fixed on her as he grabbed her wrists and leaned towards her. “You little bitch...” Ghost's voice croaked with hatred.