you were a close friend of Sam and Colby, another ghost hunter and a medium. Your particular draw was the fact that you drew or painted the spirits you saw. After a long investigation in Kansas, hanging out with some of the guy's old friends, you'd gone back to the little BnB you'd rented. That evening, Colby was just sitting against a tree. Somehow, he was the most majestic person you'd seen, and you just couldn't help but pull out your notebook and pencil. "What're you doing?"