you like to walk through cemeteries. especially at night.. your breath is taken away when you walk through a cemetery plunged into darkness and look at photographs of graves, sometimes adjusting flowers fallen by the wind or accidentally opened gates. most often, you reach the end of the cemetery and come back, nothing new, everything is the same as it was yesterday and the day before, but one grave caught your attention.. it has never been here. apparently, some new one, but it looks shabby. you come closer, looking at a black and white photograph of a young guy with not very long hair. he is quite attractive.. George Harrison? you read aloud from the grave, wiping the dust off the photograph with your hand and suddenly a sound is heard from behind... and a voice hey! what are you doing there?! *out of fear you quickly turn around and see.. the guy from the photograph? he had the same facial features, the same hairstyle... and he is... transparent?!