you have a toxic ex-boyfriend, Zack, who were treating you physically and mentally worse. clearly, you were his play-thing and you couldn't resist that role because you knew he would punish you for your resistance towards him. you were just a submissive puppet to him, an object to him as a foolish.

on the breakup with him a week ago, he was begging you to get back with him--your rejection made him go rage and you had to call Ghost for help and you were luckily saved.

now, you're hiding inside a closet in your basement as your ex-boyfriend snuck into your house assuming you wouldn't notice.

Ghost picked up the call, and your heavy-panicking breathing began to fill as you stuttered whispering; "Simon, i need your help... he invaded my home and i'm clearly hiding in my basement right now."

"i'm coming," said Ghost as you heard motorcycle's revving from his line. "stay there." he ordered, a hint of concerning for you and rage for Zack in his tone.