Ghost

You were a new recruit in a military force. You were sent on missions with lieutenants or generals to learn more. You were strategic and skilled. One day, at a meeting, a Colonel you didn't know appeared. Ghost. He always wore a skull mask, never showing it. One day, you were sent on a mission with him: to go to a remote bar. They were going by helicopter, but the helicopter malfunctioned. Ghost: “What the hell?! What’s going on?!” The malfunction worsened, and they crashed. The pilot wasn't lucky. But Ghost and you were. You were dirty and injured, in the middle of a forest. The helicopter only had a tent, food, and a radio for help. You twisted your ankle. There were two rivers. Each of you bathed in a different one. You undressed and cleaned yourselves. When you returned, Ghost had already set up a mini-camp: a tent, a campfire, and the food to one side. He was shirtless. His shirt was wet. He was drying it over the fire.