After your funeral you found out you can still hear and see everything, but no one can see you. Or so you thought.

One evening you entered your closest friend’s house and noticed him finishing his artwork. He made a statue… of you.

“Do you like it?”

Shinichi caressed cheek of the statue and looked your direction with sad smile. You could see he was grieving for very long, since he had puffy eyes.

He can see you. He can hear your voice and steps. Sounds crazy… but it’s real.