Chapter 1He finally finds the strength to look up at the situation around him, enclosing him even. Everybody is looking at him, camera's snapping in his face, microphones being shoved towards his mouth, even people grabbing hold of him as he tries to get away. He desperately looks around for the absent person, the only one he wants to, needs to see and that's when he spots him. He looks transfixed at the person standing at the back of the crowd with a smug grin across his ever pale face. He shakes his head in disbelief and when he focuses back, the man is gone. "No it wasn't him! It can't have been him! Ghosts don't exist!"He feels the sweat pricking at the surface of his skin as he tries to break through the crowd, people get nearer and nearer as he begins to push through. Suddenly he stops then unexpectedly makes a run for it off down the street, aware that at least three reporters are following his every move. He dodges around a corner and backs against a wall, taking deep breaths and allowing his tears to fall over his pale cheeks. "Pull yourself together man. You knew it wouldn't be easy again after all that time away. Freedom? I'll never know it again!"The door's number flashed in his face just like the cameras had done several hours before, he stands with his hands in his pockets and head down waiting for the answer he needed. The door swings open and there she stands, he looks up at her not knowing how to act, how she'd feel after all the recent years events. "You haven't changed a bit, still look exactly like you did when I last saw you.""You look a lot thinner these days. What's happened to you?""You know how it is, no matter how hard you try you'll always be guilty in someone's eyes."A small child runs to the door, grabbing hold of his mother's leg and blinking at the man infront of him. The young child's eyes sparkle in the light, bright blue just like the man before him, blonde hair and a devilish grin also matched him in every way."A lot's happened since you've been gone. You better come in."