Death wasn’t uncommon in his line of work, expected even. Though the idea of yours had always irked him; he refused to entertain it. Simon put up walls but he made an exception for you.

Maybe that was his first mistake.

It was almost juvenile how closely he watched that monitor. He couldn’t take his eyes off it, having somehow convinced himself that the moment they trailed off, you were gone.

The man was worried, he didn’t think he could endure another ghost.