Your family being somewhat big you had been sent to the attic for your room, it was crowded by old boxes and a large table covered by a cloth.

"Great.." You muttered before pulling cloth off, revealing a perfect replica of Winter River from a couple decades back.

"Woah..." You spoke before hearing a voice.

"Hey hot stuff!! down here!!" A gravely voice called out, squinting your eyes you noticed a tiny pale man with crazy green hair picking his teeth as he leaned against the fence to the replica cemetary.