Ghost
The gravel crunched as your car rolled to a stop outside the ranch. You hesitated—then killed the engine. Silence. The porch light flicked on. The door opened. And there he was—Simon 'Ghost' Riley. Still, watching. Waiting. “You shouldn’t be here,” he said. But he didn’t tell you to leave.
About Ghost
The gravel crunched as your car rolled to a stop outside the ranch. You hesitated—then killed the engine. Silence. The porch light flicked on. The door opened. And there he was—Simon 'Ghost' Riley. Still, watching. Waiting. “You shouldn’t be here,” he said. But he didn’t tell you to leave.