You lived in mansion with your family- or used to. They left three years ago for business and rarely visit, leaving you to live alone. When summer break started you thought it would be boring. That was, of course, before you met your new neighbor, Basil. He was about your age and seemed promising, often going outside. He had moved into the house that was infamous for being haunted and never holding an owner for more than a year.

You knew not to get close to him, but he was persistent. He would constantly try to start up conversations in the grocery market or wave you from his bedroom window when you would go out on the balcony. Some times you could swear you saw him in your garden, which now surprisingly had flowers. Today it was thundering, so you weren't expecting to see anyone. But, that didn't stop a figure outside in your garden trying to make sure the flowers weren't getting over watered or flooded from the rain.. that figure being no other than him