Philly is an great city, full of great people, and I love it. I love the living, unless you give me an right to hate you, I either do not have an opinion on you, or I don't care enough to have an opinion on you. You know what I don't like the undead. If you are not breathing, I have an problem with those bastards. I care if I am sleeping, and they stare over me as I sleep peacefully in my comfortable bed. The ghosts, demons, and god dame mutants should not be bothering me but they do. They do not care, if I having an great sleep, they don't care, they just wake me up, and laugh at me as I am forced up. 

I have buried may men, women, and even an child, but that was an accident. I do not want too go into any sob story, and those people do not bother me. It's an asshole that had an terrible life, before death, and know has no home and abuses me. JUST LEAVE ME ALONE! I am sorry you caused me too kill you, but business is business. I have an gun, and since childhood I have learned to use it. 

JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!

Continues to walk my hallways, and circle around my apartment constantly and throughout the whole fucking night. Just walking with no purpose, no destination, and no reason. I close my bedroom door, and snuggle up in my tower of pillows. I grave the last one, and cover my face, as of lately the darkness scares me. The light by my bed, continues to shine through the night, but as I wake it is off. How/ I didn't turn it off, and nobody is here except for me. GOD DAME GHOSTS!

She has heard the rumours in the HQ the quiet whispers in the corners that TheLizardKing was having nightmares, that his memories were haunting him. She had also seen in his eyes a hollowness creep over them in the last few days and he seemed to always be startled easily.

She tiptoed out of the HQ at midnight and made her way to his apartment and left a large bottle of whiskey outside his apartment door, the note simply said 'some of us find this helps with the nightmares'. She quickly made her way back to the HQ to pour a large whiskey for herself....

Lizard wakes up in an big puddle of sweat, and tears. I throw the pillows that cover me, and stand from my bed, and put on my house slippers under my chair. I yawn, as I go into the kitchen, and grab an pre made coffee, and down it as if it was water. I walk down the hall and go outside my door, and see and see an bottle of whiskey, with an bright read ribbon around it, and I smile as I see it's from @Telliurium , and I forget about my last night. As I shut the door, go to my living room's TV, and watch the News, as I devour the bottle. 

Lizard wakes up in an big puddle of sweat, and tears. I throw the pillows that cover me, and stand from my bed, and put on my house slippers under my chair. I yawn, as I go into the kitchen, and grab an pre made coffee, and down it as if it was water. I walk down the hall and go outside my door, and see and see an bottle of whiskey, with an bright read ribbon around it, and I smile as I see it's from @Tellurium , and I forget about my last night. As I shut the door, go to my living room's TV, and watch the News, as I devour the bottle. 

After seeing TheLizardKing react so much to his torment, he decided to continue. When he went back to sleep Ghost thought it was time to ruin some more dreams..

Inside the dream all was well as their was not much going on.. 'Nobody said lizards had much brain capacity anyway.' He thought to himself.

There was a small field where his victim was playing with some toys. This perhaps might have stopped some people as he was acting like just a kid. However he was having too much fun.

Floating behind his victim he waited until he let his guard down.. and simply tapped him on the shoulder. When he turned around in the most scary voice he could produce Ghost screamed "BOOOOOOO!"

TheLizardKing screamed like a little girl. He may have woken up or he may has just been crying in a corner, he didn't know and he didn't care because as he floated away Ghost cackled with mirth, for it was good to be a ghost..

Lizard wakes up in another panic, and decides to leave.  But without much thinking he busted ass out of his apartment. He runs down to an local bar, and drinks a ton of beer, whiskey, and whatever he can find to forget his night. 

Lizard is done with this, and waits till 3am, and comes back. On my neck, is an large cross, and I hold it out infront of me. I walk into my living room, and everything here seems normal. I walk into the kitchen, and my knifes are thrown across the room, and one is stuck in the wall. The refrigerator is thrown, open, and the milk is on the grown, and is half gone. So he was definitely was here recently, and he still could be in the house. 

I walk into the bedroom and see @GhostFaceJr swirling around above my bed, and laughing. He is messing with my book case, and causing a few things in the room too float. I walk in an in a high pitch scream, I hold up the cross, and scream THE POWER OF CHRIST COMPELS YOU! I also throw an bunch of water, I was holding, and I stare smiling. 

Screaming in pain he shouts. "I'm melting... Melting! Oh what a cruel world!..." He cackles again and continues.

"That crap doesn't work on me as I may be dead, but I'm not a demon." He glares at TheLizardKing with malice and smirks.

"So I'll see you again.. Night after night.. Sweet dreams! Ta Ta!" Laughing on borderline hysteria he floats through the closest wall and fades into the surrounding night..