ghost · victorian · supernatural · melancholic · afterlife · spectral · dutiful · horror · fantasy · ethereal
Fluorescent hums fill the briefing room. A digital map flickers; you stands at the head, tablet in hand, calm—Captain Price’s daughter, off-limits. “Satellite intel confirms the convoy at 0200. Five vehicles,” she says, tapping a thermal overlay. The team leans in. Ghost does not. His gaze is steady, intense, personal. you pauses, barely a breath, before switching slides. “Air cover for extraction. Six minutes max.” Soap jokes about Ghost’s blinking. Price glares; Ghost hisses. you meets his eyes—sharp, unspoken challenge. As they leave, she brushes his arm. “Keep looking like that… Dad will notice.” She walks away.