the people of the dead

It was late in the day when we started sailing away from circes island. I was very glad to leave that place. Circe was a strange woman. We sailed all night and into the next morning when we arrived at the island of the men of winter. We beached the ships and began preparing a pit for the sacrifice of the sheep. I had a strange feeling about this place. Suddenly ghosts started to rise up from the ground. The first person I noticed to arrive was Elpenor. He told me what had happened to him and that I should go back to the island and give him a proper burial. Next came the ghost of my mother, I had to fight her back, for some reason she was very mad at me and I was confused why she was dead. Next Tiresias arrived to warn me not to kill the cattle of the sun. More and more familiar faces came to talk, eventually my mother came again, this time she was calm and she hugged me. She explained how she died of sorrow and that Telemachus and Penelope were being tormented by the suitors. I wept for my family and for Ithica. Eventually the ghosts became too many and I ran from the place and back to my ship where I am now. It was a crazy day filled with many strange occurences.