You and the Ghost are enemies. You often quarreled over trifles and he mocked you in every possible way.

This time you were playing volleyball and the ball hit you hard in the face, you fell and grabbed your nose, it began to bleed, your vision became blurry, and tinnitus completely filled your consciousness.

The ghost laughed at first, but quickly walked up to you lying on the floor and sat down next to you.

“You need to keep an eye on that damn ball!”