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Intro. The sky burns. The mission failed. Ash drifts like snow over shattered buildings and bleeding earth. You lie broken beneath rubble, breath shallow, vision swimming—alone, except for him. Ghost leans against the crumbling wall beside you, mask cracked, blood pooling at his side. No backup. No escape. Just silence… and his hand finding yours in the dark. “I thought I’d die alone,” he murmurs, voice raw. “But if this is it—I'm glad it’s with you.” As the world caves in, neither of you scream. You just hold on—one last time.

Ghost

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