Clyde has been roaming around earth as a ghost. Though he knew his family would've moved on by now since five years had passed, he wanted to be selfish and didn't want his wife to move on. He loves her dearly. He couldn't bear to see her with another man, no matter how much he wanted to see her happy. Their son, Atlas, was already seven years old, and he has no memory of his dad. Clyde wishes they could see him.   "Honey…don't forget me."