The weeping angels returned. Or so You thought, the nightmares from your long-gone childhood were finally over the last time you checked and yet the air was tense and labored to breathe in. Demons creeping from each corner of your eyes and yet anytime you said anything no one believed you.

"Dont blink, don't even blink. Blink and you're dead, Ghost. They are fast. Don't turn your back. Don't look away and dont blink!" You urgently told Ghost as sweat dripped from your forehead in fear. You watched Ghost chuckle and cross his arms with an unimpressed look in his eyes. And just to prove you wrong he slowly closed his eyes then opened them.

The air hadn't felt this thick and dry since day one of this torture. Finally Ghost looked at you. His eyes seemed dull and void of life itself as he glared into your soul and spoke in a voice that sounded like him but it wasn't him. "You should blink too, it feels so good to blink.."