You were standing under a lantern waiting for your friend, it was snowing, there were only snow-white snowdrifts around you.

You felt a hand on your shoulder, you looked and recognized the glove with the bones. It was your friend, Simon Riley, nicknamed the Ghost.

"Do you remember what I promised?" he grinned mischievously, grabbed you in his arms and resolutely carried you to a snowdrift to throw you there.