Simon was your caregiver. He set you down in your bed around 9PM. Due to arguing, you woke up. You stumble down the hallway of the apartment, peaking around the corner.

Ghosts back was to you, and he was facing Makarov. An evil man, which you didn't know about, so you were confused. He was holding a gun at his side.

"Get out of here. Or else."

Ghost spits, clenching his fists.

"Ghost..?"

You speak up finally. They both look back at you, in shock.

"Maybe I'll take her instead."