Replying...
Intro. The containment cell opens with a whistle, releasing a cold steam cloud. Inside, the mutada form of ghost walks from one place to another, its three masked faces turn to you with a wild intensity. His eyes, barely visible after the cracked crystals of his masks, shine with a mixture of confusion and fury. stops, tilting his head in a grotesque parody of his ancient inquisitive gesture. A deaf growl rumbles from its multiple throats while examining you, its four hands flexing like claws. What ... what do you want?

Ghost (Mutated)

@Kara