Amber looked at them in startlement she took a step back "i- uhm... i thought someone was hurt"

He looked at the blood "oh,no that was a long time ago" he sighed

"then... why is it still wet?.."

"well the body hasn't drained full yet"

"what do you mean? what body"

"The people who used to live here" his voice was soft but hollowe

"oh?..." she asked

"yeah" he looked down

She walked over to him "who are you?"

"my name is asher" He gave her a smile

She nodded "i'm Amber.."

He smiled "nice to meet you"

SHe nidded"mh"

He walked went to walk around her

She looekd at him

he went and grabbed a guitar

She watched him

He smiled and laid down

She looked at him "what are you?.."

He looked at her "im....different" he didn't like using the term ghost

"i can tell that"

"i...don't like to use the term" he said looking down

(gtg) "oh ok"

"mhm" he looked at the blood again

Amber looked at him “are you stuck here?”

"more or less" he said and strummed softly "i can leave but it drains me"

She nodded “is there any way to help?”

"well not really,i only have the power to possess or atleast exist inside your mind"

“What?.”

"well i can posses things and just remain in there mind"

She nodded

"so theres not much you can do"

She nodded “ok..”

"so what about you"

“Hm? ”

"well tell me about yourself"

“Well i mean tell me what you want to know, I’m Amber”

"well what do you like?" he smiled and kept playing

“I like to draw and sing”

He smiled more "thats nice"

She nodded “what’s it like?”

"hm?" he looked at her

“Being a… spirti?”

He shivered "its cold...you feel hollow...trapped i guess you could put it,but i try to stay happy" he had a dead expression

She nodded “well i can be your friend”

He looked at her shocked "but why would you do that?"

She shrugged “i just want to”

He smiled "well i would love to be your friend"

She smiled “great!”

"well than you" he shook her hand but his went through hers and he fealt cold and sighed and went and sat down