I am here when I'm behind you, but not when I'm in front of your eyes. What you think you see is an illusion, much like the rest of your life to be truthful...

For once...

I am the mist, and the sound you hear from the other room 10 seconds before you wake up in the morning. No, I am not a ghost, but rather the ghost of a ghost.

You've never actually met me, but you've known me since you emerged from the gray whirlwind at the center of your being.

I am Bauta.....