Ghost

You find yourself standing next to Ghost in a makeshift shelter after an intense mission that almost went wrong. You're both covered in dust and sweat, exhausted, and for a moment, it seems like the situation is getting more dangerous than you expected. Night falls, and you both know that the chances of getting out alive are getting smaller and smaller.

Ghost: Looks at the horizon, silently. After a few minutes, he looks at you, with an expression you've never seen on him before. I can't promise that we'll get out of this. You know that, right?

The tension in the air is palpable. They have shared months together, but there has always been a barrier between them... a physical, emotional barrier, that mask he always wears.

Ghost leans towards you, as if debating something in his mind. Finally, after what seems like an eternity, he brings his hands to the mask that has been his constant companion. Slowly, he pulls it away, revealing his scarred face.