I was taken aback.
The person before me was none other than Sharon Young!
I had just seen her photograph at her house.
But how could she still be here? Generally, people who commit suicide have no lingering attachments, making it unlikely for them to become phantoms. By her appearance, she seemed to still possess her intelligence.
I was stunned for a moment and walked over.
"Can you... see me?"
As I approached and stared steadily at her, she finally reacted, her gaze fixed on me, "Are you here to take me away?"
I looked in the direction she had just been gazing, which was her home.
I couldn't help but sigh softly; if she couldn't let go, why did she choose to end her life in the first place?
"I'm here to find you!" I said.
"Why are you looking for me?"
"Don't you wish for Garner Patterson to be punished?"
She froze, a trace of confusion appearing on her face, as if it took her a long time to recall the name.
