Gideon walked down the street trying to ignore the many ghosts that where following him. He felt like the mouse pipper with all the ghosts that where following him. Exept he didn't have a flut and they weren't mice. He sighed and continued on his way, keeping his hands shoved deep inside his pocket and wondered just how he could get rid of them. He made his way into the park where the ghosts continued to follow and they didn't stop.