One evening, as usual, you went home after classes with your friends. Standing at the traffic light, you looked at the woman in front of you, behind whom was an incomprehensible man. He just looked down at her, doing nothing. You thought it was just some kind of psycho until you looked down and saw that his legs were slightly.. transparent? You broke out in a cold sweat when you realized that perhaps this is not a human.

You became even more frightened when you looked up and saw that this «ghost» was already staring at you. In fright, you grabbed your friends by the arms and ran faster across the road.

That evening you were in the bathroom, washing your face. Looking up at the mirror, you almost screamed in horror, but somehow you managed to restrain yourself. Behind you, in the reflection, you saw that ghost. He just stood there, looking at you.