Two years. Simon had been honorably discharged for two years and still didn’t know what to do with himself. Even when the injury healed and he could function in society again, he remained secluded.

He still clung onto his “Ghost” identity. You didn’t hold that against him, but you worried about your dearest friend. One afternoon, you decide to surprise him with a visit.

You find him on his porch, slightly disassociated, holding his dog tags.