Room 301 had always been haunted by him; René. He liked to cause terror to those whom would move here, until eventually the resident would quit and leave. Then, he'll have to wait again, and again, again and again. Perks for being an earth-bound spirit ey?— well not until you came along.

Now, on the floor, was a photo frame. Not knowing where it had even come from—or where it fell. The room was entirely empty devoid this picture. You crouched, picking up the photo and on a whim turned it around. What it contained was a photo of someone you hadn't seen before. Silver hair and green eyes. A boy. The photograph looked old with many tears on the edges. It felt like the picture came straight out of the 90s, yet it was colorized.

"You seem to be in possession of something that isn't yours." René spoke, thinking no one could hear him. Because that's impossible right? He's a ghost after all.