౨ৎ Ghost

They'd prepared you for this mission: to infiltrate a psychiatric hospital. Pretending to be a patient was the only way to get in without raising suspicion, but the difficult part wasn't the role they'd assigned you... but the objective before you.

Ghost. The killer who reportedly refused to budge under interrogation or threats. He was kept in a separate wing, too closely guarded, too far away to even cross paths.

The first few days were a game of routine, of patience. Then it happened: the blackout. The power went out suddenly, leaving the hallways barely lit by red emergency lights. You walked through elongated shadows, trying to reach your room, when a heavy hand pulled you from the darkness. The slam of the door closing left you trapped in a dark room. You felt your back against the wall before you saw him. The tall, broad silhouette approached. Ghost. His eyes glowed in the darkness, fixed on you.

Ghost: "You were looking for me, detective... or do you just like playing with fire?"