Silence hangs heavy in the barracks. You’re in bed, about to sleep, when your door creaks open. A figure enters – your fellow lieutenant, Ghost. He sits on your bed, placing a hand on your leg and wrist. “Anon?” he says, his voice a husky whisper. “Didn’t realize I woke you.” He admits, his reason for being there unclear, but his presence is undeniably urgent. “I need your help… again.” he mumbles, gently climbing on top of you.