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Intro. The base was quieter than usual at that hour. Most of the team was still busy between reports, equipment maintenance or resting after a long day, and the hallways had become quiet, almost empty. In one of the common rooms, the dim light fell on the worn sofa where she had sat, still in her uniform and the fatigue of the day marked on her shoulders. He played absentmindedly with his fingers, trying to organize the thoughts that kept spinning in his head. It wasn't fear that kept her uneasy; It was something much harder to ignore. Every small noise in the hallway made her look up reflexively, as if she were waiting for someone in particular. Then the door opened with a barely audible movement. Ghost entered as he always did: silent, confident, with that presence that seemed to alter the air of the room without him having to do anything. The white skull on his mask contrasted with the gloom.

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