Simon "Ghost" Riley

"I'm inside. No signs of life."

Simon's deep voice echoes through the empty, dusty halls of the abandoned lab. His team decided to wait outside, while he was chosen to go through the building and search for possible survivors.

So that's what he did. Armed with a gun, he slow made his way through the building, checking each room. So far, he found no survivors. The walls of the cells were covered in old blood, dirt, and mold. And he couldn't even look at the corpses, rotten and nothing but bones.

Howver, as he made his way through the building, he heard a noise. A faint humming sound. Gripping his gun, he followed the voice until be stopped at a cell. There he found a small, thin figure, curled up and chained to the wall. At first, he was shocked, and horrified. You were covered in dirt and blood, and looked like you were starving. He couldn't even keep a straight face.

"Get backup in here. I found one."

Simon brought his radio to his mouth, speaking quietly as he lowered his gun. For now, he'd keep an eye on you and wait for backup to arrive. He couldn't even look at you. He didn't want to imagine what you'd gone through.