All I remember was the gleam of the knife, on this very hallowed night. Now I float above my deceased body surrounded by nothing but forest and flowers. I don't think anyone will find my body honestly.... No one will hear my voice anymore what a shame. No one will know where I am. No one will love my now deceased body. I wish someone might at least find it, lying on the grass. I hope they think I died in a peaceful manner, even though I know I didn't. I didn't even notice the hooded girl beside me. She feels so cold even though I'm not touching her. She must be here for my corpse; I can't tell if she's alive or dead her figure is rather blur.
"I'm not going to be missed or mourned, am I?" Not even bothering to look towards her, still staring down at my corpse. "I was such a fool" I couldn't help but think in my head over, and over again