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ghost's eyes suddenly opened. as he sat in complete darkness

..what time was it...?

he looked to his right to see the alarm

..3:47

it was midnight.

and that's when he instantly knew what is and would happen next.

he gagged.

just like every other night

he threw the sheets over to rush to the bathroom- the trash can- anything.

he gagged again as he swung open the door to the bathroom

fuck.

he completely got rid of his mask

and gagged again, which lead to a hurl, which lead to vomit escaping his mouth

he was getting those nightmares again.

..but even worse this time.

so much to the point where he felt like his eyes were getting heavier by the second.

he felt like he was going to pass out

he started coughing as he finished his fun little session for the 60th time this year

"fuck.."

he managed to blurt out

he reached for the toothbrush to hopefully- no, at least remove the foul stench and taste of his anxiety from his mouth

he brushed for a good while, and sighed when he finished.

he looked into the mirror

and only saw a shadow of the person he used to be..- no, a ghost of what he used to be.

fuck.. nows not the time to have an existential crisis simon. you have people who need you.

...

did they need him?

he could barely see properly

"simon?"

..the 'quiet' was broken by a voice.

..and simon 'ghost' riley suddenly fell to the ground.

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he jolted awake

which lead to the other figure in the room to rush over to him

"h-hey, simon- simon it's me-"

..that voice.

he recognized it.

it was one he loved dearly

he felt his hands come around his neck

..was his mask on?

simon was shaking.

that nightmare...

it wasn't normal.

it wasn't a normal nightmare

simon instantly pulled mactavish into a suffocating hug.

it was genuine.

it was like they saw eachother for the first time in centuries.

the hug lead to mactavish sympathizing and cooing him, telling him everything was okay and that he was here.

his sympathy. it made simon feel weak. weak like the old him. weak like when he was a child. weak.

mactavish felt something wet hit his shoulder

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