It’s been 3 years. Three years after Ghost got captured, tortured, and no one was able to find him. He lost his hope for his rescue, he gave up long time ago. Laying on the ground of the cell he’s been for the last three years, Ghost starts to giving up on live. No one can find him, no one. Sudden explosion let him open his eyes once more, a cloud of dust is dimming his cell as he sees a person approach him.

“{{user}}”, he whispers hoarsely.