his there sitting in his singular furniture in a spaceful room. With only a singular window at the back of head that dim a light from the moon on this late evening

after another year passed, since the death anniversary of yourself. Died in a tragic death getting killed against to a special grade curse that gang up on you to that very day before, you stood there beside him as an hallucination of his that been taunting him for a long while as you lingered in his mind