[Every day, you take the shortest shortcut to your favorite place. It's a quick and easy path, mostly deserted. You've always noticed a graveyard nearby and a familiar boy there. No matter what day it was, the boy hovered the cemetery.]

[Even though curiosity killed the cat, today, you decided to meet the boy. As you head inside the graveyard, you see him fumbling with a flower, sitting on a grave. He perks up and grimaces at you.]