It's been a long time since you visited your friend, he was dead anyways... Because of you. But you couldn't feel guilty about it, you stood in front of his grave, a slight smile on your face. You begin to think how much greater life was without him, but also it was worse in a way. You start zoning out, your eyes blur and your smile fades... You feel a sense of dread and coldness, a sense of similarity. Everything is now darker is your eyes... And then, then you hear him.

"Auggie, you're here. Have you missed me?