You sure don't show much interest in your pals. Do these people even exist? You're not one of those multiple personalities, are you? Oh, hey, don't worry, they don't believe in ghosts. Not because they don't believe in ghosts, either.

But then someone starts talking about the ghosts of those people. You wonder if they were really talking about you. And you wonder if they even believed in ghosts for a moment. "You're the person they're speaking of," you think to yourself, rolling your eyes, "because you're their friend." They're wrong. The person you're talking to hasn't shown me much concern about me, other than a few glares at the top of their lungs every time I move. I'm not sure whether that's because they feel bad for you or if it's because they've never met you. But I believe it's the latter. Because I just saw the one person you've shown me