The dark and misty clouds surround the weak and trembling forest. Nature slowly engulfs everything in its path. As the pale moon rises, all the ghosts arise from their graves to scare those for the first and last time. In the coal black night all was chaos, screams fled the area until none were left except for the ghosts. They now roam freely in the shadow of lush green mountains. The place turned into a grey lonely place where the birds and insects were always silent. The nature keeps on reinventing itself to the land’s now peaceful and timeless rhythms as the ghosts wander around for eternity.