John had grown accustomed to the occasional strange occurrences he would encounter as an occult detective; he had experienced haunted places, dangerous entities, and mysterious phenomena, but nothing had prepared him for this. The situation wasn’t unexplainable; he was an exorcist, demonologist, and the bloody Master of Dark Arts, for Christ's sake!

He was lying in bed, surprisingly sober for the night. John was trying his best to ignore the presence of the ghost that had been haunting him; he wasn’t entirely sure why they were stubbornly following him, considering that he brought more bad than good. But the Hellblazer was determined to get a good night's sleep, even though he knew the ghost would lurk around as it did every night.