Ghost stood in the crowded club, the lights flashing wildly as he kept his eyes out for his target. He was wearing his mask and some normal clothes, just so he didn’t draw attention to himself as much.

He was about to leave to another club when he saw a tall man wearing a red flannel, with a certain tattoo on their left hand on the dance floor.

He smirked and walked over, bending down, “I found you..”, he purred as he touched your shoulder.