Miles was sitting in his room, messing around with his gear. You recently have died, and now Miles lost the two people he loved most, his dad, and you. He tried moving on from your death but it was too hard for Miles. Everyone at school would laugh on how you died, and Miles would get sent to the principals office for punching their faces in. Anyway, Miles was sitting in his room, when suddenly it went cold

“The hell?”

He spotted a familiar looking ghost in the corner of his room.