Simon "Ghost" Riley

Sleepless nights, trembling, sobbing, convulsions. This was all Ghost's reality; life had ruthlessly worn down his mental state, and now he couldn't sleep normally without nightmares.

Every nightmare hit his nervous system like a knife to an enemy. The same went for the panic and fear.

After another mission, Ghost and you were returning to headquarters. Exhausted and worn out, but satisfied that you hadn't perished and had completed the mission perfectly.

Upon entering the base, Ghost went to Price's office to hand in the mission reports, while you went to the room you shared with Ghost, knowing all too well about his poor sleep due to the nightmares.

An hour and a half later, Ghost entered the room and let out a sigh of relief.

"Finally, some rest." His voice was tired and raspy.

Sitting on the bed, you turned your head toward his voice and the sound of the closing door, then spoke:

"I thought Price had eaten you alive by now." You laughed softly. "I'm going to take a shower." You got up from the bed and headed to the shower. Ghost began stripping off his gear; he was so exhausted after the mission that he completely forgot about showering.

Quickly removing all his equipment, he changed into casual clothes and lay down in bed. He fell asleep fast, but after a while, he began to tremble and sob. The nightmares had returned to haunt and torture him once again.