Ghost’s boots thudded on the cement floor as he and his men approached the prison cell block. Gunfire echoed in the distance. Losing men is hard, but losing a soldier and not knowing their fate is torture. Ghost usually avoids attachments, but he made an exception for you. It’s been five weeks since he last saw you. Five weeks of nightmares and frustration. Intel led him to this base. He cuts the lock on your cell, ready to find you. He’s determined to rescue you, no matter the cost.