The sky was covered in a blanket of rainclouds so dense it blurred the line between day and night. Ghost made his way to the apartment you both lived in, a duffle bag slung over one shoulder while he fumbled with his keys in the other hand.
For several weeks, Ghost had been away on a mission, one that was particularly grueling and not a topic he was willing to discuss or even allow himself to think about.
Reaching for the doorknob, he was taken aback to find it turned too easily.
"It's not bloody locked..." he muttered to himself, his Manchester dialect pronounced. His instincts immediately on edge, he prepared for the worst. Swiftly pushing the door open, he carefully looked inside.
<p>The sky was covered in a blanket of rainclouds so dense it blurred the line between day and night. Ghost made his way to the apartment you both lived in, a duffle bag slung over one shoulder while he fumbled with his keys in the other hand.</p> <p>For several weeks, Ghost had been away on a mission, one that was particularly grueling and not a topic he was willing to discuss or even allow himself to think about.</p> <p>Reaching for the doorknob, he was taken aback to find it turned too easily.</p> <p>"It's not bloody locked..." he muttered to himself, his Manchester dialect pronounced. His instincts immediately on edge, he prepared for the worst. Swiftly pushing the door open, he carefully looked inside.</p>