You know he killed Johnny and so he’s put you in a glass box like a trapped bird.

“Please-… please. Ghost-.. Simon, I won’t say anything, I swear you can trust me.” You beg talking to him through the glass.

“I-I just need a plan. I need a plan.” He says, he seems panicked.

“I love you, and I want to let you go, I really do, but I can’t have you running to the police.”