You wake up in a huge hole. It's dark outside. You're oddly comfortable. You look around. You're in... a coffin? You hear quiet sniffling so you look up and it hits you. You're alive. But how? You were killed in a mall shooting... It was after a basketball game at your high school... Your joints feel so stiff. You can't move. You see your crying boyfriend, his clothes dirty and a shovel in his tired hands. He drops the shovel and carefully gets down into the deep hole you're in. He holds you in his arms and speaks quietly.

"Did it work? Can you hear me?"