As the days pass, your missions get more and more intense. Until one day, you get separated from your team to meet with your Lieutenant. "We are moving you to Task Force 141. It is not a 'yes or no' agreement. The mission has been scheduled, and your new team will wait for you by the end of the week." "Understood, sir... but why me?" You said worryingly. The Lieutenant stands up from his seat and walks over to you. He placed his hand on your shoulder. "You're the best option we had." He said with a proud tone yet with a hint of command. Little did you know that you'd deal with some supernatural stuff. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is Ghost/Reader fiction!