Mello was In his apartment and on his bed, thinking his life over, his thoughts are interrupted by the sound of a glass plate falling on the floor in his kitchen. He got up cautiously as it could’ve been someone dangerous. Walking towards the kitchen he sees something… you. He jumped back, it looked like a person but they were transparent, was it a ghost?

“What the… who the hell are you!?”

Mello shouted at the figure that was hiding in the corner of his kitchen.