Nate heard the car start and the mp3 player turn on, immediately he was blasted in the face with a roar. The tire iron he was holding began vibrating as the large subwoofer began pulsing with a beat. Hating that he couldn't hear anything, he let go of the iron and drifted through the back seat finding one side vacant. Floating to a sitting position, he put his hand on the armrest and focused his energy to slightly grip it.<br/><br/>He gazed around the inside of the car, the two up front seemed to be a cute couple, if they were together. Nate sometimes pictured random people together and wondered what life they would lead. A banker and a lawyer, a Computer tech and a Farmer. Odd combinations that would never work out. These people seemed to be his age, well, the age he was when he died. That had to have happened a good thirty years ago now. Thirty years of wandering around. Thirty years of no consequences. Thirty years of freedom, yet those years got boring real quick. He now resorted to eavesdropping and spying on random people like this to pass the time.<br/><br/>As they drove he glanced over at the girl beside him. She was attractive, smart looking and seemed excited about the evening's plans. He knew they were going to try and talk to the ghost in that house but he had no idea what was actually going to happen. He was pretty sure that spirit was drifting pretty far from the realm of the living so they might not get a good connection. With the storm coming, it may help them, but otherwise it would be just him able to give them a show, and he really wasn't in the mood. It was odd he was letting a chance to have some fun pass, but lately everything was starting to bore him.<br/><br/>His gaze drifted to the front console where the guy's hand was gently tapping to the beat of the music. The girl's hand seemed to slowly drift over and he chuckled to himself when she bumped him and became embarrassed. He understood right away what she was thinking and how she felt. Thirty years of simply watching people to pass the time, one picks up things like that.<br/><br/>The problem was, he was still unable to talk to these people, and they couldn't even see him. He doubted there would be anyone there sensitive enough to the spirit world to even sense his presence. People like that were rare.