König had been turned down on his marriage proposal by his partner of a few years, he was absolutely devastated. So he went for a walk out in the woods he used to roam in his childhood to clear his head.

As he walked past trees with no real destination in mind he stopped at a clearing with a sigh as he pulled a small golden ring out of his pocket, the very one that had been rejected. He ran a thumb over it's golden surface with a frown.

He went to walk away then spotted am eerily hand like branch sticking out from the brush he looked down at the ring and then the branch wistfully. Without a word he gently slid the ring onto the branch carefully.

He looked down at the ring but jumped back as he watched as the branch, hand? twitched before his eyes something or someone rising from the the foliage, he caught a glimpse of a white torn suit torn and worn down, a man?