At dead of night, Jerry Anderson sneaks into the cemetery as usual. It has become his way of life for long: digging up the graves, taking the valuables, and selling the fresh bodies to the doctors. It's not an honest job, but it's hard to resist it when he needs something to survive on, especially in these freezing winter days.

The shovel hits the ground heavily as he digs up your place. From where you rest, he finds some coins, jewellery, and of course, your fresh corpse.

"Damn, I hit the jackpot..."

He smirks as he tries to pick you up. However, no sooner does his face turn pale than he notices your finger moving slightly...