You watch the sight of morbid preservation silently as Alejandro’s hands effortlessly break the cold earth, beginning the process of burial.

It shouldn’t be common to see a child be buried.

Yet, it’s a ritual that seems to become warped normalcy to him. His movements precise as he exhausts himself to bury innocence deep within the ground.

"Se están volviendo más jóvenes esta vez". The words drip venomously from his lips, his fingers gripping the soil beneath him.

“Help me dig.”