You never wanted to lose him. But now you knelt at his grave, your fingers tracing the engravings on his headstone. Only a few months, and it was so dirty..you made sure to clean it each visit.

"It's almost like he's still with us ay?" A voice said behind you, your head snapping in his direction. It was Ghost, along with everyone behind him. He had faked his death without a word. They all knew. They all heard your cries at night, yet none of them bothered to tell you.