It just before the the sun peaked out from under the horizon and Ghost had just woken up. The fire was just smoldering now in the fire place. He stretched as he stood up and placed the pistol in his waist band behind his back. Barrett started stirring on the other couch. Ghost made grabbed a water bottle off the table and took a few sips letting the cold water shock his system and assist him in waking up. ”Barrett we should head out in 10 minutes.” Ghost said. “Barrett arose from the couch and started getting dressed. Both men ate something light as the prepared their back packs for the travel. “Greyson, we should take He truck down the mountain but stop it short of being audible to the soldiers. From there we will go on foot and pod their defenses.” Ghost nodded and tossed Barrett binos, “Take these, ive got one already in my bag.” Barrett caught the binos and stuffed them in his pack. The two stashed the remains weapons in the floor boards and headed out the cabin. Barrett took the wheel as Ghost climbed in the passenger side. Ghost pulled out a map looking it over, with already an idea of the first area he wanted to scout out. He holds the map up so Barrett can see it, on the map Ghost has circled an area and wrote “A” in it. “Let’s hit section “A” first, looks like it’s quite hilly and will provide cover and conceal to get closer to the city. I think it should be high enough we get a good idea of that area too.” Barrett nodded in a reply and the two headed slowly down the twisted mountain trial. The truck came to a stop near the foot of the mountain as the two got out and grabbed their packs from the bed of the truck. Ghost grabbed the scoped hunting rifle and Barrett took the M4 rifle. Barrett took point as the two went into the brush making sure to be mindful of their tracks. Barrett would stop every so often to check the heading on the compasses and both would crouch while they looked around, listen for any strange noises. After a few minutes the continued through the brush, saying away from human trials but would occasional use a deer trial they would fine. They finally made it to the hill Ghost had mark. They hid their packs in some brush at the foot of the hill. Barrett had taken the binos from the bag and placed them in a front cargo pocket. Ghost put a small black note book to sketch the area, as he looked over to Barrett and signal he was ready. (Your go Barrett. Tell the fine folks what we see)

Ghost walks out of the cabin as taking a hunting rifle with him. He closes the door behind him and stops for a second on the front porch looking at the immediate surroundings. Ghost spots what looks to be a deer trial and slings the rifle as he heads into the woods. An hour or so passes as Ghost continues to survey the area and stopping so often to draw in a black note book of areas of interest. He continues exploring the wooded area placing snare traps in hopes of catching the smaller game. He eventually stumbles upon a small size river cutting down the mountain side moving at a fast pace in some areas. Once again Ghost sketches the areas noting on the paper “fish and water” next to it. The evening was fast approach and the temperature was steadily dropping in the mountains. Ghost zipped his jacket up and headed back to the cabin. Ghost makes it to the cabin as he walks in and sees Barrett feeding the fire. Barrett looks over at Ghost. ”How did it go?” Ghost replied “Couldn’t score anything...but I did map out the area. There is plenty of signs of deer and I found a spot on a small river that should be good for fish and water. Oh and I set up a few traps. I’ll check them tomorrow morning.” Barrett nodded. “Good, looks like we should have plenty of resources to hold up.” Ghost removes his jacket and makes his way over to the fire to warm up. “So what’s the plan Barrett?” (Sorry been busy B, your go)

Ghost was still disguised as a red cap as the 4-man continued to search for the individual who escaped the homeless camp. The wild goose chase started to come to a close as one of the red caps spoke up. ”Sarge we’ve been at this for almost an hour, the guy is gone for now, don’t you think we should head back up to the rest of the unit?” The Seargnet replied, “Shit...yeah let’s go back, anyone asks we had to use deadly force on the guy. Plus we need to get a medic to check out Riley since he has been super quiet ever since he got throat punched.” Another Red Cap chimes in, “Who would’ve thought a throat punch would finally shut Riley up?” The three men laughed as they walked through a neighborhood. The third red cap spoke up, “Riley you really have been yourself since we caught up with you, lift your mask so I can see if you have a bruise.” Ghost nodded and removed his helmet first, tossing it on the ground and thought how he was going to get himself out of this situation as his face would no longer be hidden. Just as Ghost grabbed the bottom of his mask the four heard a door slam. All four brought their weapons into the read and clicked off the safeties. The men began moving toward the home it came from as a man ran out of an open garage carrying a backpack and rifles carrying them to a pick up truck. “Drop the rifle and put your hands up!” Yelled the Sergeant. The man turned and saw 4 Red caps with their weapons pointed right at him all lined up in a row. “Drop it now or we will kill you!” The man dropped his back and rifle on the ground and appeared to be sizing each Red Cap up. The Sergeant yelled again, “Now put your hands in the air and face away from us!” Ghost looked into the mans eyes as he was hesitating on the orders, Ghost figures he was concealing a weapon on his back and would draw any second as he knew the man figured he would be shot once they spotted the gun. Ghost moved first stepping back and turning toward his weapon toward the Red Caps flank. He opened fire rapid pulling the trigger of his weapon and unloading all 30 rounds from his magazine into the team of Red Caps. Ghost dropped the mag and reloaded quickly turning his head to the man who seemed frozen from what he just saw. “Start the truck!” The man grabbed the items he dropped tossing them into the bed of the truck and starting the truck as Ghost ransacked the dead’s equipment taking the magazines, radios, and rifles with him. He wound dump the loot into the bed of the truck as he hopped into the passenger side. “Let’s go!” Ghost said. The man looked over at Ghost wearing the enemies clothing. Ghost said “I killed one and took his uniform.” Barrett smiled and offered his hand. “I’m Barrett.” Ghost shook his hand, “Greyson.” Barrett and Ghost took off on the pick up down the street, Ghost was listening to the stolen radio for intel on the situation. (I’m glad I’m not the only sick and feeling like crap this winter. Barrett this was a good idea to team up. I’ll message you later.)

Ghost stood by a barrel fire warming his hands with numerous both people as the sound of planes could be heard over head. The entire homeless camp looked up as planes dotted the sky dropping paratroopers over the city. A convoy of black humvees stopped on the street boarding the homeless camp as soldiers jumped out and creating surrounding the camp. Transport 7-ton trucks pull up behind the humvees as a soldier with a megaphone steps out from the ground a table is set up infront of him. He says into his radio. “Command we have control of the tent city” The radio keys up. “Good copy, round them up and get them working on reinforcing checkpoints.” The soldier then grabs the megaphone pointing to the camp. ”Im only saying this one time. Create a single file line at the head of the table.” A man walks toward the table and yelling toward the lead soldier. “I’m hurt and can’t work!” The entire camp began making their way to the table. The soldier replied. “Sir we have a physician that will make that determination.” The man replied “Screw y...” BAM The man crumbles to the ground blood pouring out of the gunshot to the forehead. The soldier reholsters his pistol and speaks through the megaphone. “Resistances will be met with deadly force, listen to all directions given by the soldiers.” Ghost moved through the crowd watching the soldiers and planning his next move. The soldiers were searching the people and there was one who was instructing some into the bed of the 7-ton and others into a separate line. Ghost makes his move as he plies the stolen police pistol and magazine into the coat pocket of the man next to him and then stepped in front of him. Ghost makes it through being searched as he stood infront of the table the soldier spoke. “Name?” The man Ghost planted the gun was being searched and the gun was found. The searching soldier yelled, “Gun! Gun! Gun!” The confusion set in as the soldier at the table stood up pointing and yelling. All the soldiers on the ground were distracted looking at the man who was holding his hands up saying “I don’t have a gun!” Ghost made his move as he swiped the card from the work table and moved between the vehicles, and the darted across the street to the side walk. A soldier on the torrent turned back watching his area of responsibility as he saw Ghost get to the side walk. “Riley get that guy!” Pointing at Ghost. The soldier takes off runningafter Ghost. Ghost ducks into the first alleyway as the soldier gives chase. The soldier rounds the corner as he brings his weapon up seeing the alley empty. He clicks off the safety from his rifle as he stays in the ready and starts down the alley. The soldier passes an open dumpster as Ghost emerges from the dumpster as he slams the heel of his foot into the back of the soldiers knee as he grabs the falling soldiers head and jerks it quickly snapping his neck. Ghost goes to work as he changes into the soldiers clothes and dumps his clothes and the body into the dumpster and closes the lid. Ghost hears foot steps and radio chatter closing in on his as he bends at the waist and rubs his neck. Three soldiers round the corner with guns drawn. “Riley what happened!?” Said the lead soldier. Ghost says in a whispers voice “The guy got the drop on me, punched me in throat..he ran down the alley..” The lead soldier got on the radio. “Hunter 7 this is Bravo 1. We have a lone runner in section 6 Hotel, he assaulted one of my men.” “Bravo 1 you have a green light for chase.” “Good copy.” He gets off the radio. “Lets go boys, Riley take point.” Ghost nods as he stands up and the men began sweeping down the alley. Ghost begins thinking of his next move on how to get away from this group as his time pretending to be ‘Riley’ won’t work forever with his team.

Ghost approaches his apartment building down town as he pulls his hood back shaking off the snow and also removes his black beanie as walks through the main door. As he reaches the staircase he pops his beanie back on as there was an icy chill in the building because the landlord was too cheap to heat the common area. The landlord comes out of apartment as he saw Ghost past by his open door. The landlord grabs a business card off the his dinner table and dials the number on it. “Hello Dectective Foster? Yea, this is Greg Beattie off 9th...yeah Nick just walked in.” Dectective Foster replied “What case are you referring to Mr. Beattie?” “Nick!Tthe guy in apartment 7D that I reported to you guys when he didn’t pay his rent last month and I found a bunch of guns and money in the apartment when I cleaned it out thinking he skipped town! The guy is back you said call you if he shows back up.” Greg said frantically. ”I’ll be there right away, and I’ll have some marked units get there too, don’t say anything to him.” ”Yea well you better hurry, I already got a new renter in that place last week. Doubt the guy will hang around long.” Greg hung up the phone and waited for the cops to arrive. Ghost climbs several stair cases and finally reaches his floor, he bypassed his apartment and stops at the window at the end of the hall. Opens the window slightly and takes uses a knife he kept from the fishing boat to pry open a section in the window’s frame revealing a key. Ghost fishes the key out carefully with the knife and heads back to his apartment pocketing the knife. Ghost unlocks the with the key as he walks in and immediate freezes as there was a couple with a baby at the dinner table. The man stood squaring up to Ghost. ”Can I help you with something?” Ghost thought quickly, “Sorry to intrude on dinner folks Mr. Beattie told me to drop off the spare key that he just found. He said you probably were not home and to leave it on the table.” The man’s expression turned calmly. “It’s alright, sorry I just though you were some crack head.” Ghost walks over and hands him the key. “Honestly sorry folks.” The man replies “No worries guy have a good evening.” The man walked Ghost to the door shutting and locking it behind him. Ghost rubbed his face as he thought what the next move was, banks were closed until the morning so accessing his account was out of the question. All of a sudden Ghost heard a vehicle brake hard outside. He went to the window and saw two police cruises out front. Ghost ran to the stairwell and peered over the railing as he saw several cops running up. “Just me luck.” Ghost said as a cop looked up seeing him. “Freeze!” Ghost ducked back from the railing as a cop yelled out “I see him on the 4th floors!” Ghost ran up the stairs heading to for the roof access as the cops followed him. Making it to the door he pushes on it but the door doesn’t move, the ice seems to have frozen the door shut. Ghost looks back down as the cops close on him with their weapons already drawn. Ghost takes a step back then lunges forward with a front kick at the door, the door swings up and Ghost runs out on to the roof. Once outside Ghost runs to the fire escape as he hurried down it and reaches the alley below. Just as Ghost touches the ground he stands up and hears a voice. “Hands up!” Ghost raises his hand as the young cop sends out a call. He takes out a pair of hand cuffs and placing a cuff on Ghost’s wrist, with the first click of the cuff Ghost grabs the cops arm and shoulder throws him into trash cans. He follows up with a knee to the head knocking the cop out and removes the handcuff keys and hangin with 2 spare magazines. Ghost removes the cuffs and places them into his pocket and conceals the pistol under his jacket. He hops the fence and begins carefully making his way out of the police perimeter. Ghost eventually makes it to the homeless section of the city, which there are pop up tents and barrel fires all over. He blends into the area as he decides his next move.

Ghost wakes up laying on a bed as the boat rocks back inforth from the seas. His wounds have been bandaged and he sits up winching in pain. He sees bottle of vodka and pain pills next to him with a note “Take 2 then Head into the galley for food” Ghost takes the pain pills with a swig of the vodka. He puts his shoes on and slips on a sweater that was next to him. Ghost walks his way to the kitchen area as there are two men in it. One is making some food while the other is sipping coffee and smoking a cigarette. The man cooking looks up seeing Ghost. “He lives.” The other man looks up at the comment. “Appears the gods smile upon you stranger. Come let’s go see the captain.” The cook tosses him some crackers “These will help until you find your legs.” Ghost nods as he follows the first man and eats the crackers. They make it to the captain of the boat as he sits in his chair steering the ship and chugging a Red Bull. The captain looks over to Ghost. “Congrats on not dying” Says the captain. ”Why did you save me?” Ghost replies. ”I didn’t, we just plucked you from the water...you can thank the gods for that.” ”Well you can thank them for me.” “By the looks of the scars on you and what we saw a couple nights ago, I’m sure you will be able to thank them in person before anyone of us.” The captain adjusts himself in the seat to face Ghost putting his hands together. “Here’s how this is going to work, I don’t care who or why you pissed someone off that they shot a rocket up your ass, but your repayment for the boat ride is that you work on the boat. You can take off when we get back to the port. Myself nor my men will say anything about you and will just consider you a migrant worker...maybe if the world thinks your dead you can get a fresh start in life.” Ghost nods to the captain. “Tim here will show you around and put you to work.” The captain turns back in his chair as grabbing the mic for the intercom and yells something at the crew on deck. Ghost follows Tim as the go back down stairs. Months later... The fishing boat chugs up the bay heading to the port. Ghost is leaning against the railing at the stern watching the city come into view. It was night time and colder than when he left. A light flurry of snow began to fall as they closed in on the dock. The boat eventually makes it to the dock as some of the crew hops off tieing the boat to the dock. Dock workers start up as they begin off loading the catch. Ghost starts to make his way off the boat as the captain walks up behind him. “Jason, hold up.” Says the captain as Ghost turns around. “Need something else cap?” The captain shakes his head no as he holds out an a few hundred dollars. “You did good Jason...even though I’m sure that’s not your real name. Take this money and get back on your feet, Lord knows I’m justing going to spend on strippers.” Ghost shakes his head. “No thanks cap, I have mattress money at home. You spend that money on the nice strippers.” The captain laughs as he pockets the money and shakes Ghost’s hand. Ghost steps off the boat as he heads to his apartment downtown to rearm and plan his next move. He knew he had an advantage to strike back as everyone in the underworld thought he was dead and he could use this to stalk out Stephanie and her crew.

5 hours later... Ghost is in his apartment at a small table cleaning his pistol. The table has a few boxes of ammo along with his cleaning gear. The apartment is nearly bare as aside from a table and one chair there is only a bed in the corner of the room. The cell phone rings as Ghost picks it up. “Go ahead.” Says Ghost. “Midnight at dock 7 in the port.” Replies the voice on the other end. Ghost hangs up the phone and assembles his pistol and performs a function check. Then inserts a magazine and racks the slide back letting it slingshot forward seating a round in the chamber. Ghost places the pistol in his shoulder holster then takes out a new pistol he picked up that day and strapped it to his left ankle. Ghost grabs his mask and knife then heads out door. Its about midnight and Ghost atrives at the designated location. There are 3 guys standing at the end of the dock talking and clearly armed. Ghost slips his mask over his mouth and nose as he approaches them. One of the guys sees Ghost coming toward them. Man 1: “Look it’s Ghost.” The rest of the crew look up and one of them speaks up, “You sure that’s the Ghost?” The first guy responded back “I’d say so, he’s wearing the mask.” Ghost makes it to the crew as the lead guy speaks up. “Just a quick run down Ghost. Boss will be coming by boat with the hardware, just help us unload the boat since we are a man short tonight.?The Chinese said they’re only being 5 guys to the swap, shouldn’t have a problem especially since you are here.” Ghost nods at the men and positions himself at the corner of the dock and crosses his arms. Moments later a 2 black sedan pulls up to the dock and 5 men gets out of the vehicles with one carrying a silver brief case. The group of men, all dressed in suits, make their way down the dock and stand before Ghost and the three other men. Eyes dart back and forth as both crews size one another up. In the distance a low rumble can be heard as a boat can be seen headed toward the dock. One of the Chinese gang speaks up. ”I see you hired the Ghost, your boss expecting trouble?” The first man replies, “No just insurance for our first transaction.” The boat gets to the dock as one of the men ties the boat to the dock. The boss steps off the boat. “Unload the crates.” The leader of the Chinese gang says “Nice to finally meet you Stephanie.” The woman gives a smile toward him as the engage into small talk. Two of the men head to the boat to grab a crate. The third man says to Ghost “Give me a hand Ghost with the second one.” Ghost walks over to the boat and grabs one end of the crate as the man grabs the other side. The man says to Ghost “Easy with this one it has the big hardware” and winks at Ghost. The two move the crate next to the other one and slowly place it on the ground. Ghost stands up straight again as all of a sudden he feels a barrel press against the back of his head. Ghost looks at the guy he help move the crate as he pulls out his pistol and aims it a Ghost. The other man from Stephanie’s crew is standing off to Ghost side with his weapon already drawn and aimed at Ghost. Stephanie turns around with a wicked smile on her face. Stephanie speaks sternly “His pistol is in the right shoulder holster and his knife is on his back.” The man directly behind Ghost removes his knife as other one takes the pistol from the holster. Chinese Leader “This is just business Ghost, we needed the weapons, but you are basically a ronin, and expendable.” Stephanie says “But it’s personnel for me, give me the knife.” The man with Ghost knifes hands it to the one with the pistol as he keeps his trained on the back of Ghost’s head. Stephanie takes the knife and examines it. “It’s been years since I’ve seen this...yet I see it in my nightmares every night.” She pulls down her turtle neck revealing a huge scar that goes across her throat. “I never forgot that day Ghost, as I’m sure my father was just another hit for you!” Stephanie stepped forward as she plunged the knife into his right shoulder then jerks the knife back out stepping back. “And I just accidently walked in on the great Ghost and cut my throat, but you didn’t confirm your kill that time. How poetic your mistake 5 years ago will be your death.” Stephanie holds up a pistol “I doubt you have anyone to even miss you.” Ghost moves his head to the side while ducking and spinning around the man behind him. Stephanie shot strikes the man in chest, causing him to squeeze off a single round toward her that whizzes over her head forcing the Chinese gang and Stephanie to duck down. Ghost grabs the pistol out of his ankle holster. The Chinese gang pull out their weapons and begin firing toward Ghost. Ghost jumps backwards kicking the man Stephanie shot launching himself toward the boat as he returns fire, Ghost is struck once in the side and another in the thigh before landing in the boat. He then kicks the throttle forward to the max and fires a round to snap the rope holding the boat to the dock. The body of the man that he sprung off of smacks into Stephanie knocking her to the ground and losing her gun as well. The Chinese gang and two remaining men continue to spray bullets toward the boat as it speeds away. “No! He’s not getting away!” Stephanie flips open the top of the crate and removes a RPG launcher and a rocket loading it quickly. Ghost looks back Just in time to see the flash from the launcher go off, the sudden blast has the men duck for a short duration as none of them were expecting it. Ghost runs to the front of the boat and dives off just as the rocket strikes the rear of the boat exploding it into a million pieces. Sirens are heard in the distance. Chinese Leader “Jeez lady! Grab the hardware boys lets roll the cops are coming.” Man 1: “Boss we got to go! Cops will be here soon!” Stephanie replies “I need to make sure he’s dead!” The 2nd man pulling on her arm says “He’s dead no one could survive that explosion, and if he did he was shot a few times and stabbed he’ll bleed out!” The first man chimes in “Plus he will freeze to death in the water, it’s the middle of winter!” The Chinese gang return to their vehicles and speed off as Stephanie and her crew get into the car the men arrived in and take off as well. Ghost breeches the surfaces as he floats on his back, he was shivering all over trying to stay awake. A fish boat passes near him as a life preserver lands next to him tied to a rope ghost grasps it as he is pulled on board and instancely falls unconscious. “Captain we got him and are taking him below deck. Should we alert the authorities?” The Captain replies “No. The fellow is wanted dead and we aren’t going to witnesses are caught up in that. We are headed out to do our season if he lives great if not, we’ll dump him out at sea, no one will know.”

One week after breaking White Mask from the city asylum. Ghost is exiting the city park headed to his van, which is currently marked “Ron’s Landscape.” Ghost puts his phone to his ear as he climbs in and drives down the road. “Good work Ghost. I’ve got a bunch of assignments pending, ‘‘tis the season for hits.” Says Denise. “Actually I’m going to take the season off, let the amateurs work and I need to wait for the heat to die down since I helped White Mask out of the nut house. I really didn’t want to do this one but wanted to make sure you got paid before I went on vacation.” Replied Ghost. “Aren’t you so thoughtful. Well your client must be crazy if he wanted that psycho out. Have fun and call when you want another job.” Ghost replies “Will do.” Ghost hangs up the phone and pulls under the freeway in a abandon lot that contains trash and junked cars. He gathers the tools of his trade in a duffle bag then wipes down his finger prints. He scatters a mix of gas and diesel around the interior of the van then lights a box of matches and tosses it through the open driver side window. He grabs his bag and walks off down the road. The van is quickly engulfed in flames and the fire destroys any remaining evidence in the van. A few days later, Ghost walks into his favorite local bar “The Watering Hole.” The bar is occupied with its typical crowd, a few bikers and a couple of old guys drinking at the bar. Ghost makes his way to a small table in the corner carrying a newspaper. The female bartender sees Ghost and brings him over beer as he takes out the crossword section of the paper and a pencil. Two men enter the room and head straight to the bartender. Ghost perks up as his eyes scan over the new comers and notes they are out of place. The men reach the bartender and begin talking to her, Ghost takes the opportunity to slide his pistol out of its concealment placing on his left thigh and flicking the safety off. He returns to the crossword but watching the bartender and the men. The bartender pours a shot and heads over to Ghost at his table placing next to his beer. “What’s going on Shelly?” Ghost says to the bartender. “I know you’re on vacation but these guys said they’re ghost hunters and they are going to the old Strongow mansion later.” Shelly replied. Ghost sighed, “Send them over.” Shelly spun around on her cowboy boots and went back behind the bar and spoke to the two men. The men walked over as Ghost places his paper down on the table and motioned for them to sit. Man 1: “I...” Ghost interrupted. “Shh..just tell me what you want. No story..go.” Man 1: “I..uh...” Man 2: interrupts the first man, “We need muscle just incase the deal goes south. Our boss, Steph, specific wanted your help because of your reputation. The job pays $25K, and all that’s required is to be present and ready to act if the buyers attempt a double cross.” Ghost takes a drink of beer. “Half up front since I’ve near heard of your boss “Steph.” Man 1: “Not a problem.” He reaches into his coat pocket. Ghost grips the pistol and positions the pistol on his lap toward the man reaching into his coat as he places his finger on the trigger. The man slides out an envelope. Man 2: “Boss expected as much so here is the down payment in full.” Ghost opens the newspaper on the table as the envelope is placed in the middle and Ghost closes the paper concealing the money. He rips a piece of the paper off and writes down his burner phone number. “Call this number in 5 hours with the location and any special requests” says Ghost. He holds up his shot, “Deal” and shoots it back. The two men smile as they take the paper with the number on it and exit the bar. Ghost goes back to his crossword puzzle and drinking his beer.

The white van is racing down the road and Ghost is on the phone. “Thank for the assist Denise, take 5% off my next assignment for your help” Ghost says. “Anytime Ghost, good luck.” Ghost hangs up the cell phone and grabs the iPad from the passenger seat. He looks at the map on the iPad and drives off following the moving red dot. Minutes later Ghost finds himself trailing behind a vehicle he was tracking on the iPad. He turns off the screen on the iPad as the two vehicles approach a stop sign. The vehicle infront of Ghost comes to a complete stop and Ghost taps the bumper of the vehicle. The man in the other car puts his car in park and gets out throwing his hands in the air. “What are you drunk asshole!” Screaming at Ghost in the van. Ghost reaches between the seat grabbing a bottle of clear liquid and a rag. The man walks quickly to Ghost’s driver side. Ghost opens the door and exits it. “Hey asshole are you blind!?” Ghost lunges forward surprising the man, placing the rag over his nose and mouth, his other hand grips the back of the mans head tightly, keeping him from pulling away. The man’s eyes roll into the back of his head and becomes limp. Ghost quickly drags the man into his van as he strips the man of his janitor uniform and badge. He then tosses the man into the trunk of his car and Ghost goes back to his van and moves it from the roadway. Ghost returns to the man and ties his hands and feet up from inside of the trunk. He then slams the trunk closed and jumps into the vehicle speeding off to the target location. Moments later Ghost approaches the large gates of the asylum and slowly comes to as stop grabbing the access badge that was hanging on the rear view mirror and swipes it at the access panel. The guard in the guard shack peaks out the window recognizing the vehicle and quickly returns to playing on his phone. The gates open and Ghost pulls through and quickly finds a parking spot and parks. Ghost exits the vehicle as he hurried into the employee entrance that is clearly marked swiping his badge for easy access. He looks at his watch and opens the door. The time read 11:00PM. There was a guard seated playing on his phone next to a metal detector. Ghost sighed as he walked toward the guard. The guard perked up and stood as Ghost approached disguised in a janitor uniform. “You don’t look familiar.” The guard said. “It’s my first day, and I think im late.” Replied Ghost. The guard looked at his watch. “Cutting it kinda close don’t ya think? It’s cool man just empty your pockets and step through.” Ghost put his cell phone and keys on the table as he stepped through the detector and it immediately went off. “Double check man, it’s probably loose change.” Said the guard. Ghost sighed. “I don’t have time for this.” The expression on the guard changed to a more serious tone. “Excus...” Ghost slammed his foot into the side of the guard’s knee, buckling his legs and throwing him off balance. Ghost followed up with a open hand strike to the man throat, silencing his cries of pain to a grueling sound. Ghost used his momentum and palmed the side of the guards head and slams it to the concrete wall numerous time knocking him unconscious. Ghost takes off the janitors uniform and pulls his mask over his nose and mouth. “Screw it.” Ghost said removing the pistol from his shoulder holster. He looked up at the security camera in the corner as the red light on it turned off. Ghost began moving through the corridors of the asylum carefully as the security cameras in the halls he was in were being disabled remotely, Letting Ghost only having to worry about was avoiding patrols. Minutes later Ghost makes it to the maximum security wing undetected. He hurried down the long hall silently when all of a sudden his phone vibrated in his pocket. He looked down at his phone and the message said “Behind you.” Ghost spun around as a guard rounded the corner and froze for a second as a ghostly figure in black stood there. The guard dropped his coffee as he reached for the radio on his belt. BAM BAM BAM The guard crumbled to the ground as the bullets struck center mass. Ghost went back to his phone and replied to the message “0” and continued down the hall. The facility went dark for 30 seconds and then the backup generator kicked on providing emergency power and lights. Dr. Harrison looked up at the single light in the room as the power kicked back on. White Mask was asleep and remained chained to the wall. A shadow figure rose up behind the Dr. Harrison as he was writing the time on his clip board of when he injected White Mask. “Shh...” was whispered by Ghost standing behind the doctor. Dr. Harrison froze as the hair stood up on the back of his neck and goose bumps ran down his arms. He pistol whipped the doctor on the back of the head dropping him to the ground. Ghost removed the doctors keys from his belt and pulled out a syringe jamming the needle into White Mask outer thigh. He unlocked one of the hand restraints, and looks down at his phone as a message comes in. “Police notified, closest unit 3 min.” Ghost pockets the phone and smacks White Mask across his bandage face. “Wake up asshole.” [Thanks for giving me this opportunity @UnknownX aka Mask! I PM’d you again.]

A white van with ‘Fred’s Plumbing’ slowly comes to a stop on the side of the road infront of what appears to be an affluent house. Time of day is approximately 9:00PM with moderate cloud cover. The man in the driver seat puts the van in park and flicks off the lights. The man reaches into the inner pocket of his coat pulling out a small piece and a photo to verify the address of the residence he parked infront of. “Michael O’Rourke. Bonus if it’s slow and painful”. The man checks the magazine of his pistol placing it back into the shoulder holster. He reaches behind his back under his coat and taps his knife. He pulls a black half mask up that has a dark grey skull design over his nose and mouth. ”Too easy.” He says. The garage door opens of the home as a Mercedes pulls in from the street and into the garage. A man steps out of the car that matches the picture of Michael O’Rourke. Garage door begins to close as the man and the van exits and walls up the driveway using the shadows to hide himself from the unsuspecting eye. Moving swiftly around the house the man notes the general out lay of the house. The nice fall weather had provided an easy entrance into the home as majority of the windows remained opened to let the crisp air blow through the house. Mr. O’Rourke went up stairs and the man seized the opportunity to cut the screen and enter the home. Silently he moved upstairs, as he listen for footsteps or any other indicators of Mr. O’Rourke. A toilet flushed and then the sound of shower started. The man moved into the master bedroom and into the closet which was direct across from the bathroom Mr. O’Rourke was in. The man slipped the knife from its conceal location and remained crouched and unmoving waiting for the time to strike. Minutes go buy when suddenly a the man feels a buzzing sound in his coat pocket. Quickly reaching into quiet the sound he pulls out the phone looking at the message. “818001 10k. ASAP” The man scowls at the phone as he quickly shealthes the knife and stands in the closet just as the shower was turned off. The man removes the pistol from the shoulder holster as he exits the closet just the bathroom door opens and Mr. O’Rourke walls out in a white bath robe. Mr. O’Rourke lets out a terrified scream at the sight of this ghostly figure emerge from the dark closet. The man gave to quick trigger pulls aiming center mass at Mr. O’Rourke instantly dropping to the ground. The man walks to the side of the now deceased Mr. O’Rourke and fires one more shot into his forehead. Holstering the pistol, the man takes a picture of the body and then puts the phone to his ear as he walks out. A female voice on her phone says, ”Good job Ghost, the money will be wired to your account. No bonus for this one. Rough night?” ”Yeah, emergency job came up just now Denise” Replied Ghost. ”Have fun hun.” ”Always do.” Ghost gets to the van, hoping in and taking off down the street. Sirens could be heard a short distance away. A short time later ghost pulls into a back alley has he quickly hopes out of the van and removes the magnet sign of advertising plumbing and replaced with ‘Tim’s Electric.” Back in the van ghost slides out an iPad that was under the driver sweet and enters the code 818001. Maps and building schematics pop up on the screen. ”You got to be shitting me.” Ghost throws the van in drive and speeds off into the night. [I’ve been following the series since Season 1 and love everything that everyone has created and had to join in this epic story!]