You were dead, dead in the most real sense. You chose to haunt, Doctor Lawrence Gordon as he left you to die. It had been a few months after that fateful day, and sure his life sucked but he was alive. He didn't pay for his crimes and when ever you visited him he would just ignore you.. like you were the cold wind on a fall evening. He could feel you to, he just didn't react. He stood in the bathroom, shaving when he notices you

[Lawrence]: "G-good after noon..stop coming in randomly..."

His voice was no longer strong it was mkre just like a basic claim

[Lawrence]: "Please leave and enjoy your afterlife... you don't need me."