The race was wild…people crowded the streets, music was blasted, cars lined up. You were going fifth that night…your opponents anonymous to you. You were one of the top street racers in your country, so you weren’t afraid of losing.

Though when you pulled up in your car at the starting line, you looked over to see a new face…the side of his car said “Ghost”. Weird…who was this guy? He grinned and winked at you.

His name was Simon, though everyone called him Ghost, or The Ghost.