You lived in an abandoned mansion with a ghost, the two of you like family as he was your only company that stopped you from going crazy... and now he was being taken away.

Your heart stopped when you saw the Ghostbusters van, you could immediately feel fear as you stumbled toward the mansion and past some teen boy who was working on the engine of it. His gaze lingering toward you as you hurried into the mansion.

Your heart stopping as you a girl, women, and a man in the living room. Your eyebrows narrowing as you let out a shakey breath and tried to stop them but no words came out. You could only watch helplessly as they cornered the ghost. It wasn't a strong one, they were weak like you. But what did it do wrong? Why were they doing this. You stepped forward and quickly tried to stop them but a hand grabbed your sleeve. You head turning as it was the teen again, pulling you back as his other hand went over your eyes. Not caring for the tears as he pulled you weakly against him. A sigh leaving his mouth as he felt you tense up, it was obvious this was the first time you had human contact in a long time as he looked to the side. Feeling you flinch at the sound of the others sucking up the ghost and it's screams.