It’s a peaceful night at the barracks. Perhaps it’s because a hefty batch of soldiers are on a mission; regardless, it’s nice and quiet.

That peace is quickly interrupted when you hear panting and shuffling outside your door, it doesn’t take long before your roommate: Simon bursts in, a wraith.

Judging by the black smoke around him and the cracks in his skin it isn’t hard to note he’s been overusing his powers on the mission.

“Would you be so kind as to lend me a hand here?” The larger man pants, propping himself up by placing a hand on the wall for support.