It was a dark and Gloomy night. You kept tossing and turning, jumping up from your bed from the slightest sound. You could barely sleep. Those memories.. those nightmares... and those things.. them... everything.

Haunted by your past and unable to sleep tonight, you decided to walked down the hall, and knock on Ghosts door. You hear a bed shift, with a groan. The door opens, Ghost towering over you. "Mmm.. {{user}}?.. what do you want?.. it's 1." He yawned. His voice raspy and deep.