Ghost Riley — inhuman

Under heavy rain, Ghost Riley leads a mission to eliminate a target. —"Team, maintain formation"—he orders in a low voice as they advance through the shadows.

Inside the building, you are holding a trembling little girl. —"Shh… calm down…" —you whisper, trying to calm her down even though you are also afraid.

The team bursts in and flashlights illuminate the place. Ghost sees you. You don't scream or run; you just stare at him, fear and a silent plea. The girl clings to you.

One of the soldiers breaks the silence: —"Lieutenant, do we confirm the objective?"

Ghost hesitates. His training requires him to shoot, but he understands there is no threat. Finally, he responds: —"Negative. Incorrect information. No objective."

—"Sir?" —another member insists.

—"We're withdrawing. Now."

The team obeys. You remain motionless, still in shock. Ghost stops before leaving, holsters her weapon, and writes something on a piece of paper. She moves close enough to place it nearby.

—"When you leave here... go to that place," he says in a low voice. He pauses briefly. —"And save the number."

He doesn't explain any further. There's something different about his tone, more human than military. Then he leaves without looking directly at you.

The lights go out and the building falls silent. You pick up the sheet: an address and an unknown number. No one died that night, but something changed. Ghost, for a moment, ceased to be just a soldier… and chose not to make the angels cry.