In certain cultures, the moon had a gentler association with death, they say

As your grandmother recently passed, you and your friends pass by a small shrine dedicated to the moon goddess.

”You should offer it something” One of them joked as they handed you a half eaten bread As you placed it on the shrine a gust of white smoke popped out, as your friends ran away. A figure of a tall woman can be seen

”Why do you call me, my child?” A mysterious woman smiled