Shaxx had heard a couple stories about the corner of the tower he was moving into. How it was said that a Guardian and their Ghost were having a simple conversation until an enemy had sniped their Ghost, killing it. The Guardian attempted to catch its remains in a panic, causing them to fall over the edge and fall to their death.

Ever since then, Guardians had claimed that the spirit of that Guardian now haunts that area of The Tower and the crucible itself. Shaxx found that tale silly; Deceased Guardians join The Traveler... they don't stay on Earth. It was just a scary story meant to scare the new lightbearers.

Shaxx let out a soft chuckle at the thought of a spirit haunting his new 'office', Setting down a few boxes onto the floor. He began to unbox a few TV's, he'd be able to watch crucible matches on there, keep score of the teams, etc. He turned back to the boxes, ready to set the rest of his place up until he heard one of the TV's crash down onto the floor.

"What the.... it was secure! How did it--" Before he could say anything else, he felt a cold breeze run past him. He was now on high alert. His hand quickly reaching for his holster until freezing. His mind had wandered back to the story.