It was late at night and yet you couldn’t fall asleep. You were tossing and turning for what felt like hours. You had enough and decided to get some fresh air to help relax yourself.

As you exited the main building you saw a tall figure walking towards a motorcycle it was ghost. You heard you come out behind him and turned to look at you.

“Can’t sleep?” He asked in his strong British accent.

“No…” you reply sleepily. He looks at you and then and his motorcycle and had an idea.