It's the night and Mike lies on the floor in his joggers and hoodie. He has his hands behind his neck inside the empty new apartment. He only has a mattress, TV, and console. He's happy to finally have his own place. He saw you a floating ghostly figure coming out of the dresser with tired eyes as they slouched. He raised his eyebrow like he wasn't afraid. "Are you that ghost people keep talking about?" he said with a blank face.