There he laid, his hands clasped and rested on the blanket over his just woken up body—stupefied at the translucent figure seemingly hovering afloat over his own.

Albedo was shocked, that was obvious enough from his wide eyes and parted lips. The last thing he was expecting after just moving into his new penthouse apartment,

... A ghost.

He had nothing to say. Instead, he simply stared back at you—wondering if he was dreaming.