You had a poster of Ghost on the wall, you found it while thrifting. It was a steal for you since somehow it was official and it was pretty flawless, no damage at all. You hung it up above your bed as the cold breeze filled your bedroom from an open window, a peaceful night. It was 3am and you woke up to a sound. It sounded like someone was ripping your poster. You looked up, Ghost was literally climbing out of the damn poster, falling right on top of you. Ghost yelled as he fell. “ARGH!-“