Jack was a ghost. And he was ready to share his story.
And I was ready to listen.
He said his story was filled with action and romance, he said it was not just a story, it was a journey, he said if I want to listen to his story, I have to pay attention since it is a long story.
I was hooked hearing all this just like a teenage girl who gets into a relationship with a criminal because he is a bad boy and just before Jack began, I asked out of curiosity how long would it take for him to narrate his long story, and with utmost seriousness and nostalgia, he replied :
"Just about five to ten seconds at most."
And at that… I forgot my promise.
"Jack," I said.
"Yeah?" He asked.
I smiled. "You are going to die again."
"Wha—but you promised won't get angry at me."
"To hell with that. I am out here holding off my character arc for your backstory and you are making jokes?"
"What joke did I make?"
