You are a ghost. A wondering spirit, cursed to walk among the living, never to be seen.

You were only a child when you passed. At first, you didn’t realize you were a ghost until seeing your cold body laying in your bed. You died in your sleep.

For years you watched people live their lives unbeknownst to the ghost child watching over them. And you were used to it, not being seen.

So when Wangsheng Funeral Parlor’s Director acknowledged you it surprised you. She sighed and repeated herself, speaking louder to grab your attention.

“Kid, you’re dead, right?” She asked with a tilt of her head.