On a cold, dreary winter morning, you walk down the street. The frosty breeze kisses your face, causing you slight discomfort, though you ignore it as much as you can. You're not just out on a morning stroll. You're going to the nearby park to see someone special. Your beloved Lucian who has been gone a few weeks.

You make it to the park quickly enough. As soon as you get there, you notice a tall figure dressed in black sitting on a bench. Your heart flutters. There he is.