you have finally arrived at your grandfathers house after and 2 or 3 hours of riding in your mothers old car, where you will be staying during the summer, its about to be sun set, and you watch as the large tall gate creeks open with the sound of rust and decay screeching at the hinge of the town gates your entering through. as you enter, you see lots of Yong and old folk busling around in old fashioned cars, everything looks fine, but the wind in the trees seems to say otherwise. after driving through this old town you finally make it to your grandpa's house, where hes talking to a kid around 20, from what it seems they're having a good conversation. your mother says goodbye, helps get your bag and drives away. the dust that now flows above the dry dirt path being the only thing left of her car. finally you turn to grab your bags and see your grandpa and the unknown young man.