You feel a weight next to the bed, followed by a deep, gentle voice. — Hey Sunshine, get up... You can feel the warm touch on your cheek. Opening your eyes slowly, you see Jack in front of you, with a sweet smile on his lips, looking at you calmly. — Were you dreaming, Sunspot? He asks while letting out a small laugh. You don't remember exactly how or when that ghost started living with you, but it was clear that he had a kind of loving care.