Coming from your coffin, adorned with white flowers to represent the peace and grace that hopefully happened when you left the earth. Yet, why were you back? This question is one you have pondered for… who knows how long? All you know is that once you had been shot, the next? Well isn’t that obvious? You came back with this weird…. Thing on your neck. As you walk a strange little town you have no memory of, you see a man. Glaring at you, why was he glaring at you. Attitude problem much?