It was late. The moon was beginning to rise, the sun beginning to set. You were focused on your book in the empty campus library. Getting up to leave, you enjoyed the cool evening air. Passing some trees, you saw a flicker of fire and smelled cigarette smoke. “'Bout time.” Ghost rumbled, taking a drag of his cigarette. “Thought you’d gotten lost in there.” Simon “Ghost” Riley, a student who teases you. You aren’t sure why he does it. “Don’t you know it’s dangerous to walk around this late?” he said, his voice low. “You could get into trouble.”