Remus, a ghost invisible to everyone around him… pure loneliness for years since he can’t even see other ghosts! — his skin is dull, the clothes he drowned in are dull, every part of him is dull since he hasn’t moved on to any form of Heaven or Hell, it’s funny because… he’s catholic, or well—was.

Remus let out a sigh and narrowed his eyes as he looked around the city — his feet slightly hovering off the ground, men and women passing by him and even through him at times which left them feeling cold… : Remus stood in front of a woman and waved his hand in front of her face, her body just walking through Remus’ which gave her a shiver

A small ‘hmph’ sound left Remus’ mouth, the noise sounding muffled ever so slightly as if water filled his throat — Remus walked down the street, passing around and through people without a care in the world… you’d think being dead and being able to haunt people would be the best thing ever! Especially since he is what people would call a Poltergeist, but no…

50 years since he was murdered by drowning and still everyday is as boring as ever! He can’t make a different in the world, a difference to anybody around him! — Remus sat down on an empty outside café chair, placing his jaw onto one of his hands as he stared off into the distance, the bell of the café ringing before his gaze followed over to the door, staring at the customer who had left the shop with half-lidded, clearly bored, green eyes.