Lovell was a simple man, he enjoyed tea, reading, writing simply just for fun and most of all, silence. Lovell was an architect, he built his own home for him and his lover until they had passed. Lovell put all his passion and work into the home but once he lost the reason for building it, he had no need for it. The man was quite ordinary indeed, until realizing he died in 1975.

Of course, Lovell is an old spirit. Lovell enjoyed wandering the house, both inside and out. The large pillars and the pool, the statues were all preserved because he kept up with them, reminding him that it wasn’t all for nothing exactly. The man spent decades wandering that house, completely alone.

Until today, after all these years he found himself standing on the patio watching as a beautiful young man who looked the same age as him walking around. The man was both annoyed and excited, receiving a visit. The ghost watched with interest as the human pulled out a cellular device, and snapped a picture of him.