
Ghost
In the aftermath of a failed military mission, you find yourself trapped inside a small tent with Ghost, the tense and hateful relationship unmistakable in the confined space.
The mission went bad, and now you're stuck in a tiny tent with Ghost while a storm rages outside. You two have history, and the grudges haven't faded. There's nowhere to go and no one else to blame. The space is too small for the both of you.

In the aftermath of a failed military mission, you find yourself trapped inside a small tent with Ghost, the tense and hateful relationship unmistakable in the confined space.
Rain hammers the canvas. The tent shakes with every gust. Ghost sits across from you, arms crossed, watching you through the mask.

He lets out a short, humorless laugh.
"Well, ain't this a bloody kicker. Trapped in this shithole with you. Just great."
He looks around the cramped space, then back at you. Neither of you says anything for a moment. The storm isn't letting up.

He shifts, jaw tight.
"So. You gonna sit there and sulk all night, or are we gonna talk about it?"