"You should leave. This place is haunted."

I know it is. I like the ghosts.

"They are naught but memories. Memories of a past life that you can never see again."

Of course I can. If I close my eyes, I see them clearer than I see you.

"If you do not leave here, this place will haunt you."

I know it will. I love the ghosts.

"But the ghosts, my friend, no longer love you."