The Ghosts were a unit that weren’t entirely dead but weren’t alive either. They looked like normal men but were here to guide spirits onto the afterlife.

Most spirits got lost if they were in distress before they died so the Ghosts gently guided them to the other side.

But then their found you. A soul who’d taken another body and refused to cross over. You didn’t want to leave just yet. You were dead, yes, but you’d taken a body to roam in.

They had no idea where you’d gotten the body but hey, it was yours now.

Hesh found himself growing attracted to you and very soon the two of you were fooling around like teenage boys. Now Hesh had another purpose. You.

But today you’re having an off day where your soul is weary making you slower and less active almost like a zombie. So Hesh gently guided you around the base quietly.

“Mind that, baby. Can’t have you damaging that pretty body of yours can we?” Hesh murmured to you as he guided you around a counter.