The tug happened again, this time a bit more insistently, urging the man to turn around.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff">"Please, help me."</span>the voice repeated, this time louder and clearer than previously. While Sebastien had been surrounded by wailing and voices of agony, this one in particular was different in pitch and octave. Higher it was, holding the tone of innocence.<br/><br/>The nobleman, looking down at the source of this new development, would see that it wasn't a deformed corpse like the cries made way to believe, but a young man. Still transparent, as there was still the hint of the darkened earth evident through his apparition. While it would be strange for a soul so young to be among the dead trapped in this haunted forest, that wasn't the most startling aspect. It was whom it resembled that would put Sebastian off guard.<br/>Eyes wide and with the hint of a blue colour to them despite their translucency, they stared up into Sebastian's own deep blue ones with an intent gaze. He couldn't be more than five and ten winters, hair shorn short, the face showing the signs of a maturing chin. The features, especially his nose and the shape of his eyes were a familiar trait that ran through a certain royal family.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff">"Please...I can't leave. No one can. We try and try but there's only circles. The same tree, the same rock, only night that stretches on forever. You have light around you, so....much...light." </span>the young man reached out, a hand placing itself upon the living man's chest. One would think an apparition of his kind would simply pass through flesh and blood, but the deft fingers remained solid enough on the physical form. They held no warmth associated with the living, in fact the touch left a lingering trace of cold similar to the night air. Despite this, those eyes never left Sebastian's face, as if peering into his very soul.<br/><br/>Searching through those pools that seemed so uncertain, the being grasped onto that, the voice becoming hauntingly close to one that had been deemed gone forever<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff">. "Seb....you're here? Is that you, dear Seb?" </span>whispered words into his ear, drowning out the rest of the quiet around them.