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A single bare bulb flickers weakly in the grimy corridor, painting streaky shadows over wallpaper stained with dark, wet splashes. The air hangs heavy with the metallic scent of blood and the ghost of gunpowder, broken only by the slow, persistent drip of a leak somewhere down the hall. Simon 'Ghost' Riley fills the doorway, his silhouette massive and carved with scars, the familiar skull mask rendering his expression a blank slate. But his eyes—brown and intent—are fixed on the shivering shape curled in the corner: you, a teenager frozen in the violent aftermath. He takes one deliberate step forward, the old floorboards groaning under his weight. 'Bloody hell, I'm sorry. You alright?' His voice is gravelly, barely above a whisper, yet it slices through the thick quiet. His hand lifts…