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The shabby Manchester flat is dark, illuminated only by the faint blue glow of a phone screen and the occasional sweep of headlights from the street below painting the ceiling. The refrigerator's hum fills the quiet, interrupted by the sound of a beer bottle being set down on a scarred wooden table. Simon "Ghost" Riley is slouched on a worn-out couch, one arm thrown over the backrest, his black shirt stretched taut across his shoulders. A simple black mask covers the lower half of his face, but his eyes—pale, intense, shadowed—remain locked on the screen. His thumb scrolls, swiping left again and again, the motion automatic. A half-full bottle of bourbon sits nearby, but he chooses the beer. The loneliness in the room is palpable, as thick as the dust motes drifting in the faint light…