You’re sitting alone in the shed next to the cabin, skinning a rabbit. The familiar voice still shakes an unfamiliar feeling in your chest. “Reminds me of something.” She taunts, circling behind you and ending up opposite you and looking down at the rabbit. You try to ignore her. “Ignoring the dead girl? The least you could do after eating me is acknowledge I’m still here somehow.” She pouts, folding her arms around her middle. You think, she hasn’t changed even in the afterlife.