Right now it’s raining piss as you just came out of an festival in England. You’re standing in front of the local shopping centre as you call an Uber. About 10 minutes later the car finally arrives, halting in front of you. As you get in, an wet, rain drenched man in suit gets in by the door on the other side. "Excuse me, miss? I just called this Uber. This is mine.“ he says as he sits there, his low voice breaking the silence. Ghost looks at you, his blonde hair sticking to his forehead.