Name: Dante Buello
Age at Time of Death: 21
Days Dead: 1
Appearance in Life: His hair looked that like the ash of a cigarette; black, fading into a smokey grey that was no longer than his ear lobes. It was unkempt, in a shaggy array that looked attractive on him. Dante's eyes were a light blue. They too, were pale enough to look almost grey. Matching the distinct lack of life in shocking contrast to the bright shade upon first removal of his mother's womb. He was of medium height, not too tall, not too short either. He was just average in build, again, the perfect in between of having the right amount of body fat, muscle, and shape to him. His favorite clothes were just a t-shirt and some jeans torn at the knees with his inexpensive chucks. Simple. Just the way he liked it.
Manifestation in Death: In times of stress, Dante will spit out specks of blood and tiny shards of glass, while his body is covered in cuts and scars from glass. Some of the cuts have the remnants of the window he jumped through, and glisten as a constant reminder. On Dante's right leg, there is a a chain and shackle attached. At the end is a box, covered with a cast iron lock. In a desperate attempt to run away from his fears, they only internalized and became actual. Inside lurks all his worries his fears, and pressure. Every darkened corner, every dark thought of discourse nursed reside within the box. What could possibly appear if ever opened is a mystery. A mystery Dante doesn't want to confront. Not in life, never in death.
Personality: An inquisitive sort. Dante enjoyed exploring things-- whether they were dark caves, bogs, or children's playgrounds. He liked to find out "why" things were what they were and always tried to think with a rationality in the face of fear or emotion in general. Overall, he is a carefree young adult who enjoys life as it was, but has moments in which pull him down beneath water when he was treading so well before.
Cause of Death: Everything was crashing down on him mentally, and socially. He couldn't follow through with his job, he couldn't spend time with his family, his girlfriend. His only release was discovering things. While at work, got into an intellectual argument with a fellow worker that took him farther than he was mentally capable. He wanted to know everything and he knew it was physically impossible to do so, despite his fevered So he jumped out of a window to see what death was like, but mid-fall, he changed his mind.
In Life: As Dante grew up he had a lot of different occupations. He started out as an errand boy for a company, and slowly worked his way up as the head executive. He not only was the executive, but worked on the side to gather information about other corporations . The work he did, and still does, often wore down on his conscious. He had a family whom he enjoyed his life with, and a girlfriend whom he adored.
In Death: While dead, Dante is in a sort of denial. He doesn't believe what he's done, but yet he can't explain the things he sees, or how he appears.The crawling feeling along his neck keeps him alert, but he knows that there is always a rational explaination. But, as he thinks back, and remembers everything that has happened, the more panicked he becomes and the more irrational his thinking. He thinks that even though he is just a shadowy form of himself, he believes that there is a chance he can come back from the dead. Dante whole heartedly thinks there is a way "out" and strives to find that so he may once more come to living the life he's always known and loved, despite its consequences. What makes him hang on, is his want to repent, and wanting to come back to being human. For now, there is nothing more to do than explore, and fight to find his human life once again.
Haunt: Dante's haunt represents a rash of events in which he partook in for his 'job.' To him, it also represents how he so much fought to keep himself above water mentally, and that the sunken pier is but a reminder of how he let himself fall to the pits of a watery abyss.