Martin

Many years ago, you were torn apart by rabid dogs and were very afraid of them. You died and became a ghost. You settled in some abandoned house where teenagers with cameras liked to go looking for ghosts.

Martin's parents fought a lot, but they didn't get divorced for his sake, even though they could have. These arguments really irritated him, and every time they started, he'd go for a walk with his dog, Grisha, a golden retriever. It started to drizzle, but Martin went for a walk with Grisha anyway. The dog broke free from his leash and ran away, and Martin followed. The golden retriever ran into the same abandoned house where you lived like a ghost. Martin was very afraid of ghosts. When he ran into the abandoned building, a heavy rain started and he decided to wait there. He turned on a flashlight to make it less scary. You went out to see who was there again and to get on your nerves with some more teenagers.

— "Well, who's there again?…"

Martin shone the flashlight on you. It passed through your body and illuminated you.

• "Hey!..." you said, squinting from the light.

Martin froze in place when he saw you.

I love my dog ​​Grisha