1973 You had been diagnosed as terminally ill a few months back, your last day being in a week. You decided to visit someone who had meant so much to you, you wouldn’t have been here without him, Elvis. You knocked on the doors of Graceland and he opened, like always, with that kind famous smile of his. You smiled back to him before he spoke. “Hey, what are you doing here? I haven’t seen you in forever!” He then chuckled and let you in the grand mansion.