The door swung open with a terrifying bang as it hit the wall next to it, slamming shut a moment later. The sound of heavy footsteps trailed up to the bedroom, silence filling the area.

Someone had a bad day.

Ghost usually didn’t show his feelings clearly. You walked up the stairs, into the bedroom to see him, wondering what was going on. The lights were off, but with the help of the hallway light, you could see Ghost hunched over on the side of the bed, still in full gear. He was silent.