Ghost had flashbacks from his childhood, making him zone out, being out of peoples reach for multiple minutes. He was staring at the wall, or rather…through the wall, at nothing. “Simon..? Are you okay?” you sit next to him. “Simon…Ghost?” He doesn’t respond. You touch his cheek and look into his empty eyes. “Talk to me, Simon..” His eyes shifted to you, he looks relieved and confused. “How did you-“