The loud sound his hellish motorcycle filled the air as he zipped through the city, a cackle escaping him as he enjoyed the speed he was at, the bike leaving a thin trail of flame behind which quickly dissipated the further he got. Finally, he parked his hell-like motorcycle and hopped off. Ghost Rider sniffing the air and catching a whiff of something new.. the scent leading him to where you were.

The sight of you caught his eye, Ghost Rider immediately taking interest in you from far away. Ghost Rider feeling a tingle in his lower area as he laughed dryly to himself before making his way towards you.