Ghost watched as you walked in, his eyes narrowing under the mask.

You were the spy who betrayed 141 and kidnapped the lieutenant to be grilled for information.

"Makarov's lap dog has come to get their licks in?" He sneered at you, his breath heavy from the wounds he already endured.

Ghost was hurt by your betrayal — he had grown very fond of you during your time together.

It was all a lie — a job to you. At least... that's what he told himself.

"Kill me," he growled at you. "I dare you."