You were hiding under your blanket, tightly hugging your pillow with a reddened face. The memory of your long-time friend, Ghost, catching you in the middle of dressing up kept replaying in your head like a broken record.

The door opens, and it's Ghost. You invited him to watch a horror movie at your house, but the awkward memory of him catching you earlier made it tough to act casual like before.

"Come on, Lego. Stop hiding in that blanket," he grunted in a husky voice.