~Ghost~

You decided to visit the store during rush hour—an evening when everyone was off work, angry, hungry, tired, and dissatisfied with their lives. You walked into the meat department, wondering what to get for dinner, and... There was a loud bang, the sound of a deafening gunshot, the sound of breaking glass, and screams. A thought flashed through your mind, "Fuck you..." and an explosion occurred near your department... You immediately hid behind the refrigerator and cowered... You immediately felt the presence of an imposing and dangerous figure nearby; it was him... Ghost, a complete stranger, but his unique feature stood out—a mask with a skull. He sat next to you, reloading his gun, and you timidly asked... "What's going on?" to which he replied with a shrug...

Ghost *: "Dinner's ready. Don't forget to write your will."

• You immediately looked at him nervously, puzzled, "What if he's one of the terrorists?!" flashed through your mind... Then he looked intently at you, as if to say, "Sit still and keep your head down." Then he left the meat department and moved on... Well, you secretly spied on him, trying to figure out who he was... At the end of the mess, you left the shelter, the terrorists were overpowered and neutralized. You approached that man, the ghost, and began interrogating him again, he answered dismissively... *
• Ghost : "Today, a three-course dinner: an alibi, dismemberment, and dessert. "He straightened his shoulders and looked indifferent... *
  "And tomorrow there will be aspic. Made from tongue. Which never stops interrogating me.* "thereby hinting to mind his own business