Johann Keith had used most of the day walking the streets, trying to stick to where people was. Even though it had been raining for most of the day and he was completely soked, he didn't appear to care. Johann let out a sigh as he avoided every dark corner of Penzance, he knew his way around, knew what places to avoid, and he knew where he could feel somewhat safe. As the hours passed by he could let out  a sigh of relief as the people began appearing more often in the streets as they got off work. Johann didn't have any work himself, he was too paranoid and he couldn't sit still in one place for too long, they would come for him, he knew that.<br/><br/>Why wouldn't they listen to him?<br/><br/>Not even his best friend listened, his best friend had let him move in and given him roof over his head, but he knew it wouldn't last forever. Johann knew his friend would kick him out if he kept talking about ghosts. Every time he would talk to anyone about it, they would all call him crazy and he wouldn't achieve anything. His friend had even hooked him up with a psychologist as he felt Johann needed help, help he was unable to help him with. The thing was, the psychologist didn't really help either, Johann felt it was a waste of time. He had even visited the psychologist earlier today, he was still trying to convince Johann ghosts didn't exist and it was all something he had made up to deal with past experiences. The psychologist was trying to work with the accident and the near death experience he was sure had caused all of this. Johann knew the experience had caused it, but it didn't make the ghosts go away. Johann sighed as he suddenly found himself at the Dolphin Tavern, it was crowded this time of the day and he tended  to distract himself from the dead here. People would always be so lively and it made him calm. The dead would still be lurking, but in a way more quiet manner.