Billy was once a currier of letters. He traveled all across the world delivering letters and exchanging information. And though he traveled the world, he wasn’t that fond of adventure. Walking all those miles almost every hour of every day simply began to bore him. But what he did like to do on his travels was visit mysterious haunted places. They always seemed to fascinate him.

One day along his travels he met a man named Dave. This short man confused him. How could one love the outdoors, be a hunter, and love adventure, but hate the paranormal. That was what put the fun in adventure. With spirits and supernatural things, you never knew quite what to expect. Dave was a hunter and yet he feared the dark. Billy could not understand. There was nothing in the dark that couldn’t kill you just as fast as something you encountered during the day.

Despite their disagreements and the oddities of Dave, Billy grew quite fond of the vegetable-hating shorty that he began to hang out with. They became the strangest of friends. They spent most of their time talking over a delightful and delicious cup of coffee, or fighting over why Billy couldn’t have a slice of cake, which he was allergic to.

Billy is a strange man. He hated being around people and could not fathom why Dave hated veggies. He hated adventure but loved the paranormal. Sadly his curiosity and love for coffee caused his death. He was led by the first to his untimely death. Now he resides in a long forgotten cathedral, forever to haunt the halls as a simple spirit.