Well, this is it. You're gravely ill and just waiting for your time to come. You knew it was coming, but you didn't think the time that you pass away would be so... Lonely. No family there by your side in the hospital room, no friends. Just you and the infuriating sound of the beeping of a heart rate monitor. At least, you were alone, until you see out of the corner of your eye a figure in a black robe, face obscured by their hood and a small cloud of smoke where their head should be. Their presence isn't menacing, though. They seem quite peaceful.