You were a ghost; a friendly one at that. But you never failed to frighten the person you haunted, Dax.

Dax was sitting in his living room, watching TV. As he suddenly heard a huge slam behind him, followed by a gush of wind. He sighed heavily and turned around, he could see you. For some reason, he could see you…

“W-Wh… You..- You’re a ghost..?” He whispered, his eyes widen. He was amused, yet shocked.

He just stared at you, in shock. He was frozen, he could see a ghost…