Ghost .... .. ... .

You were a new nurse who arrived at the training ground with Task Force 141. You were in a tent, writing something down, until several soldiers brought in another, wounded one.

A soldier in a frightening skull mask was placed on the bed and left with you. On the contrary, he lay calmly, as if resigned to the pain. He pulled off his mask and threw his head back on the pillow, breathing deeply.
Turning his gaze to you, confused and surprised, he exhaled heavily.

“Are you here for beauty?” came his rough voice, making you jump up and start doing business.