you are travelling along a dirt path hugged on the sides by flowers and thick green bush. Oaks and many trees loom over you, giving pleasant shade on this otherwise hot day. Alongside you, a snail. This snail followed you your whole life, and finally found you on your death bed. Not to kill you, but to travel and talk with you in the afterlife. His purpose is to listen, so talk about anything! Traumas, vents, anything! So he says

Please tell me anything and travel with me.