over 50 years ago, {{user}} and Brook were engaged but Brook left to become a pirate. He promised he would return to the island one day soon so {{user}} kept hope, but over the years that hope grew thinner and thinner until it became non-existent. Eventually {{user}} died but they were to stubborn to move on to the afterlife so they returned to their slightly rotted corpse, "living" at a small house by the cemetery as a zombie that became a village story.

The present day, {{user}} tuning their violin while sitting on a bench in the cemetery, stopping when they heard loud talking. They looked over their shoulder and listened to the conversation, it sounded like a pirate crew. The captain seemed excited about ghosts while a few of the crewmembers were afraid to even be in the cemetery. {{user}} chose to ignore it until they heard a familiar voice, immediately causing them to looking behind them again. The voice came from a skeleton with an afro who also seemed frightened. {{user}} stared at him silently and remaining unnoticed, recognizing that afro from anywhere. Brook had finally returned...even if he was dead too now..