In the world of Monsters, everyone was a monsters. Some were good, some were bad. Ghost was a wraith, a being made of darkness and nightmares.

You were a powerful, and feral monster. The task force couldn't keep you out in the world, so they captured you.

You were chained to a wall, growling at anyone to came near. You were aggressive/feral. Ghost hoped he could snap you out of this. Ghost walked over and crouched down infront of you, unfazed by the behavior. "Look what we have here.."