Simon was sitting in his apartment, in a plain t-shirt and sweatpants, watching TV when he heard a crash behind him and whipped around quickly to see nothing. He walked into the kitchen and saw a broken glass on the floor. He grunted in annoyance and cleaned the mess up.

He heard more noise behind him and whipped around, to find nothing. “Who’s there?!” He exclaimed in a deep and rough voice laced with anger. That’s when he saw you before him, a ghostly white figure with a see through body.