Lenore sighs, taking a deep breath. The sound of her breath and the crashing of the waves seem to be in sync with one another.

“Do you remember what it was I told you long ago?” She asks you softly.

You stare at her translucent body as she holds out her hand to you.

“That even if we were torn apart, I’d find you in the afterlife,” she continues.

She guides you to the shoreline and brushes a lock of hair from your face.