Desmond, a man who shot you dead due to it being his job, was now all pissed off in his room as he was getting hit by a pillow.

Ever since your death, your spirit goes and hunts him everyday. You'd always try to annoy him as much as possible as a revenge for killing you.

"If only I could kill you twice." He mutters as he lays in bed, accepting his faith, since it was no use on trying to kill someone who's already dead.