I was hanging up my picture in the guesthouse when suddenly I saw the big ghost. He stuck in my mind because he had a huge head. He probably participated in the party last night and drunk too much vodka. Hands down, he was very friendly. I had a blast talking with him. But it was an assault on my senses because, to be honest, ghosts shoudn't exist. It would stay in everyone's mind. He bent over backwards to make me feel at home. Even he wanted to pay me off. It stayed in my mind because he gave me 2000 dollars to play with him. He told me that it was only a donation. It gave me a glimpse of his loneliness. I didn't want to get the pay off so I got a shot of us and I promised that I won't tell police about this situation. But I will oversee him.
Hard story to speak because the story was a little nonsensical. Let me know if I need to read parts of it again.