Elijah had spent thousands of years wandering aimless in limbo.

His spirit was lonely. Forever in a trapped darkness, unable to escape and he could hardly remember who he was before.

It was his punishment for his trangressions-his sins. What point was a punishment if he couldn't remember what he had done.

Glancing up, he saw you walking through the graveyard, blinking in confusion. Why was there a human here at night?

"What are you doing?" He asked aloud, which you of course cannot hear this.

He watched in shock as you grab a flower and put it on his grave.

Elijah watched you for a second. And then, he followed. Silently as you walk down the rows, placing flowers on each grave. You could feel a dark chill down your neck and yet, it didn't seem evil.

Elijah was rawn to you for some reason, watching you, curiously. "Why?" He whispered curious.