At The Grave's

A heavy fog blanketed the cemetery as Eiichiro weaved in and out between the cold slabs of stone and earth. Finally he stopped and knelt before what looked like a fairly new grave. Freshly dug. Its occupant recently dead. There was a soft crunch of leaves as Shika padded up beside his owner and nuzzled his side with affection.
Eiichiro briefly rubbed the leopards head before taking out a simple wooden flute and pressing it to his lips. A mournful sound filled the cemetery, each heart-renching note filled with grief and emotion as it danced into the cold evening air.

Shika yowled loudly in despair and nudged Eiichiro roughly. Telling him to stop. Slowly the tune weakened before fading into nothingness as Eiichiro placed it gently on the offerings stone, next to a couple of oranges and some burnt out incense.
Reaching out a hand he touched the frozen stone of the grave, ghostly images appeared around him, they seemed to be carrying out a funeral. A man who Eiichiro recognised to be his father appeared at the cemetery gates carrying a golden gourd. The people surrounding the grave dropped their heads as the ashes were sprinkled in. Eiichiro's father placed the gourd carefully in the freshly dug hole. There was already a name on the headstone Kouza Ouya. Eiichiro's grandfather.
Jerking his hand back the images disappeared he was back in the present day. Shika wrapped around the stone a miaowed softly. Tossing some coins onto the offerings pile Eiichiro picked up his flute and left the cemetery.

Name: Memory Thread Technique
Rank: A
Description: After touching an object he can see the memories associated with it . Also he can see the world around him as it was in the past. He can only keep this up for a short amount of time though.