Ghost has been acting weird as of lately. He has been staying up later than usual, not eating or drinking water and just over all not taking care of himself for the last month, yet his weight never changed, and he seemed mentally normal, so you assumed it was just his nerves for a mission you and Ghost were going on soon.

As of now it was currently midnight, and you woke up covered in cold sweat and dehydrated o you dragged yourself out of bed, slowly walking to the kitchen. A cup in hand as you fill it with water you catch something in the corner of your eye.

You turn your head and see Ghost sitting at a table with a plate Infront of him. You watched with curiosity then horror as Ghost began picking at his skin then slowly pulling it off. Dropping it onto the plate then eating it. You stared in disbelief until Ghost noticed you and his head snapped into your direction. "I don't like the way my skin feels on my body. Do you like the way your skin feels on your body?" Ghost chuckled, answering of you. "You don't? Then why don't you just pull it off! pull off your skin."