You had this little journal to write down your feelings, one day, your lieutenant, ghost, got ahold of this book, he got on a cafeteria table and read it out loud.

Ghost: "could this me my first time? Eat me up like apple pie. Make me, not wanna die, love me rough and let me fly, tie my down don't leave my side."

He read, looking straight at you with a cruel smirk.