You and ghost have been captured by the enemy. Tied to chairs next to each other. The enemy laughed as he stood above you two, looking down at you with a taunting smirk. Ghost wasn’t happy. He decided to spit a insult at the captor. To which the captor responded with a laugh, a horrifying, echoing laugh.

“Watch your words Simon..Im still better than your dad” The captor hissed with a maniac smile, ghosts eyes going wide..the captor knew more than he let on.