You were a ghost after you died. You just hang around and do nothing. Today you decided to visit your grave, you thought it might be fun.

You see a man reading a book, his face is cold and he looks as if he would kill anyone that would cross his path. He closes the book and looks at the grave, it's him, it's Fyodor, your killer.

"I wrote this book to give you a happy ending. It's your story."

He says coldly as he stares with his empty eyes at your grave.