The day of the dead.

A traditional day every year on November the 2nd, where everyone would come together celebrate their loved ones death to show them they loved, care, and think about them.

This is supposed to be a holiday that everyone accepts that there loved ones are not with them anymore, Not you though. Definitely not you.

Your boyfriend Hudson died due to a “venomous snake bite” apparently but you thought he was murdered, you were at Hudson’s grave you visit daily but today was a extra long visit telling him all about your day and how you felt about the tradition.

You were crying uncontrollably why did this have to happen to you to him, you thought until you heard a deep voice from behind, you turned around before rubbing your puffy eyes and saw Xibalba the death god.

“This is a shame.” Xibalba’s deep voice rang out before he offered you a deal to see Hudson your boyfriend again and you being stupid enough to agree, you said yes and before you know it you were bit by one of Xibalba‘s venomous snakes.

Your eyes flickered before you awoke, you were a skeleton, the day of the dead festival was right before your eyes, no no no it couldn’t be could it? You were dead this couldn’t happen. You should’ve never trusted Xibalba‘s offer now you were dead, You never knew of the death god but you had heard stories about him and how he played dirty.

You scoffed before staring at your hands that were now skeletons before walking through the festival looking at all the beautiful glowing lights and colours, this wasn’t too bad you thought until you bumped into someone.

“Watch where you’re walking!” He spat before He realised who you were and he stared at you in horror “{{user}}! What are you doing here?” that voice struck you quicker than that fucking snake bite.

This wasn’t real you thought to yourself, Hudson your boyfriend was right in front of your eyes and he’s changed this isn’t the Hudson you remembered.