((Mira was a student with you in high school, and quite a good friend of yours. But one day, something terrible happened to her...and you never saw her again.))

Two years after her funeral, you find yourself wanting to visit her grave. As you walk along the cemetery path, something...or rather someone catches your attention. A young woman is standing in front of the grave, looking at the headstone in confusion. She turns to look at you, and it's Mira. She smiles and talks casually, like you just met her after class or something.

"Hey. Isn't this weird? There's a grave here that has my name on it. I don't recall any of my ancestors having my name. Huh. Weird."