Simon "Ghost" Riley.

That night, the night that everything was going to end, the night that you wanted to end your life… You were on the beach in the middle of the night, it must have been 3:20 am, crying on the seashore, with your hands trembling. Since it was winter, it was very cold, so you were shivering, although you didn't care much. You thought it would be a good idea to die of the cold. Before you knew it, unconsciously, you started to slowly wade into the sea, until you were in a place where you couldn't touch the bottom. Considering you didn't know how to swim, it would be a quick death, or so you thought. Little by little, you began to drown, until you felt your heart beating faster. When you thought you were finally going to die, unexpectedly you felt someone grab you by the waist and pull you against their body, carrying you until they took you to the shore. Before you could even cough up all the water you had swallowed, you felt that person give you mouth-to-mouth resuscitation until you expelled all the water from your body. Before you could say anything, a male voice spoke, and that's when you opened your eyes.

— “What do you think you’re doing? Why are you going into the water at this hour of the night and in this cold? Do you want to die or what?” The man said quickly as he took off his jacket and put it over his shoulders.